Friday, January 22, 2010
This week, I was planning on doing a "Must Have For New Moms" type article, but after the past few couple of days that I've had, its just not going to happen.
My angel 3 year old *insert eye roll here*, refuses to keep her clothes on. Obviously I couldn't use a picture of her naked, so I used one of her that we took immediately after putting her pajamas on. Shortly after the picture was taken, she took her pants off. But she left her shirt on! So we're making progress...
We get her dressed in the morning, she takes her clothes off as soon as we turn our backs. We put her in her bedroom for quiet time (our attempt at giving nap time a tricky name, its not working by the way, she refuses to nap too, and shes certainly not quiet), she emerges naked. She goes into the bathroom to use the potty, she comes out naked.
Put your clothes back on!
When we ask her why she takes her clothes off, she usually replies with "because I wasn't cold". We've explained to her that we wear clothes for reasons other than being cold. "Do you see people walking around naked? When we leave the house, do you ever see naked people? We wear clothes to express ourselves, we wear clothes to cover our bare skin, we wear clothes because we wear clothes".
She still takes off her clothes.
So we made a rule. If she takes her clothes off, then we take her clothes away, usually for the rest of the day. If she doesn't have any clothes to wear, then she can't leave the house. And just because she can't leave the house, doesn't mean we can't leave the house.
So yesterday, since it was so sunny and warm, Charlie and I went outside to play with sidewalk chalk in the driveway. Eleanore stayed inside, naked, and by herself.
Start the tantrum! Its going to be a good one...
Whenever I go outside and leave Eleanore inside, I crack the window (ya know, like when you leave the puppy in the car? hee hee) so that we can still communicate, and she doesn't feel completely shut off.
Crying crying crying crying.
This isn't the first time we've gone through this. Maybe you should have learned your lesson the first time then, huh?
Well as soon as Daddy gets home, she hears his voice, and kicks the tantrum into full gear. Don't hold back girl, give us everything you've got!
As hard as she was crying, and as angry as she was, I never expected these next set of words to come out of her mouth...
"I peed on the floor!".
You have got to be kidding me child. When we asked her why she peed on the floor (and all over herself, and her toys), she said "because I was mad". Well, I don't know about you, but I don't care how mad she is, shes been potty trained for almost a year now, and it is in NO WAY acceptable. Her punishment for that, was to clean it up herself. Her Daddy got her a towel, and she sure did have to clean it up all by herself. She was very good about it though, and while she was crying and whining about having to step in the mess she made, she soaked it all up. Daddy followed up behind her with another towel, and cleaner, and that was the end of that. I think he handled it very well.
Now. Seriously kid. I repeat, put your clothes back on!