I am woman, I am invincible, I am tired!
The ramblings of a woman living with chronic illness.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
The Time Out Chair
Oh my goodness, I felt so bad, what’s a grandma to do? The little guy needed to spend time in the Time Out chair. Yes it happened for the very first time… my grandson did something he wasn’t supposed to do and needed to be disciplined while in my care.
My little man was not a happy camper that I made him sit for the age appropriate three minutes. As the crocodile tears flowed, he was truly upset at me and even turned his chair around to face the wall. At that moment, he didn’t want to have anything to do with his grandma.
All was well a short time later and we are friends again. You know, I don’t know who felt worse… my grandson or me. Grandparents are supposed to love them and spoil them rotten, right? I honestly feel it’s much harder to discipline a grandchild than my own children.
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