I am a total sucker for crocodile tears.
Mary Clare is a crazy sippy cup thrower, and it drives me batty. I asked Miss Betty once if she does this at school, and I got a very emphatic, "She most certainly does not!" to which I unconvincingly responded, "Oh, yeah. Not at our house, either."
So, after yet another meal where she pitched her sippy cup several times, I finally made good on my threat and took away her sippy cup. Crying ensued. And not just any crying, but the kind with big fat crocodile tears rolling down a face that screams of betrayal. The second I saw those big fat crocodile tears, I asked, "Do you want a cookie?"
Boom. The crying stopped, but the crocodile tears remained.
Curses. Fooled again by the toddler.
Who knew kids responded to positive reinforcement? I too am a big fan of the "whatever it takes to get them to stop crying" school of child-rearing. MC will likely tear up every time she passes a Mrs. Field's well into her 30s.
ReplyDeleteLooks like she got a cookie and also got her sippy cup back. Sucker!
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I can't stand tears, crocodile or otherwise. I cave as soon as the first drop of moisture forms.
ReplyDeleteRepeat as needed: "This is just a phase." Sophie went through it too. Annoying.
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