Wyatt is having a little trouble lately with sharing the family room (he wants all the space to himself for playing football) and apologizing. Am I raising a man or what?
So this morning, he was serving a timeout for throwing a fit about Natalie occupying the center of the family room and, when time was up, I asked him to please apologize to his sister for pushing her. He stalled. I gave him another chance and reminded him that saying "sorry" is part of the deal; if he was unable to muster it again, I'd be allowing him to spend a little more quality time on the step thinking about his choices. He opted to test me. I opted to send him back to timeout.
He cried, again, loudly. Then he settled. Then he shouted, "Mommy, I followed directions last night for Alese!" We said nothing. Again, "but Mommy! I followed directions last night for Alese!"
Well fantastic. Perhaps I'll just start having the sitters stay over.