Sem foreldri, somewhere along the line I discovered the "When I was a little boy" trick.

Sonur minn, sennilega fjögur eða fimm á þeim tíma, var að spila blöðru og eins og flestum litlum strákum að spila með blöðrur, he popped it. He was very upset. The world had come to an end. I said to him, "when I was little boy, Ég hafði blöðru og það smella og að lokum, I got a new balloon." It seemed to help him cope with his loss and led to a fun talk about what it was like when I was a little boy.

That worked well as a consolation technique and I used it a several times over the next period of time. I did get into trouble once when his Monster Rancher 3 creature died. I talked about how my dog, Prince, had died in a car accident. Í þetta sinn, svar hans var, "Now I feel bad about two things!" I shied away from using the "when I was a little boy" tækni til huggunar eftir að.

Áður en dauður hundur atvik, þó, I had also started to use the technique to convince him to do chores. "When I was a little boy, I had to go out and get the newspaper", "clean my room", "get Mommy her coffee cup", o.fl..

Þetta var of mjög vel um stund, but he started to increasingly rebel against the tyranny of my childhood. One event, einkum, marked the end. I told him to bring the garbage cans from curb back to the garage. He argued and I responded, "When I was a little boy, I had to take the garbage back to the garage." He responded, "Oh yeah! Well when you were a little boy, sem var STUPID!".

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