Time Out

Today O had THREE, that’s right three time outs at day care.  I asked, What could my “angel” possibly have done to have earned three time outs?  (Please note the quotes around the angel.  Not only does she get a time out at least once a weekend, she is far from being an angel.)  The first time out, O started pulling out the clothes, and throwing them on the floor.  V told her, Cheeky, you can’t throw the clothes. Put them back.  O continued.  V gave her final warning, but O did not listen.  So first time out.  Then after her time out was done,  10 minutes later O went back to the clothes and threw them again out of anger.  And so the 2nd time out started.

Now this gives me a bit of proud mama, swelling of the breast!  I mean, obviously O did not like being told not to throw the clothes.  She had a whole minute during time out to consider how angry she was, being thwarted from throwing the clothes.  And she held the grudge, for 10 minutes until she had the opportunity to do what she wanted.

Then on the other side, it’s concerning of what is to come at age 15…

The 3rd time out happened at the end of the day.  O was told not to climb the stairs, but when V was turning around, there was O on step 3.  Naughty, naughty baby!!! (disclaimer… the stairs are not in the day care, but outside of the daycare apartment.  So O and the other kids do not have the opportunity to climb stairs.)

I also found out that M, V’s daughter, who is 3 takes a personal concern and offense at O’s time out punishments.  She argues with her mom saying that O doesn’t deserve to go in time out.  Whatever she did was not that bad to warrant a time out.  And when O is sitting there crying in the corner doing her time out, M comes over, and wipes O’s tears and tells O, Don’t worry, Cheeky, it will be OK!!

Melt my heart!! I mean O has an older sister without even asking for (or me having to raise another kid!!)

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About RidgewoodMom

Thirtysomething mom of a baby girl. First and only baby, possibly. First baby amongst my close friends. These are the trials, frustrations and lessons I have learned in raising a single child in New York.
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