Worked wonders for my daughter. She exchanged her toy binoculars for something pretty useless with her friend and I protested but she did not listen.
OooOoo ooh ! i wud do that with a neighbor, exchange toys.. my parents did not like that.
once, my neighbor' had lost her barbie's arm (it was one of those "new" barbies) and she said in xchange for my barbie's arm (i had the same) she'd give me new play-dough. I agreed to it and nxt thing i konw my moms running after me with her jutti for breaking my barbie for a piece of dirt. :D
i don't blame her, i'd do the same to my kids.
Oh children think money grows on trees ... so be prepared they will ask for expensive toys. :(
But there is a way out, as soon as they old enough start them on pocket money and whatever they want to buy should come from that. So if they want expensive toy they save up for it.
Worked wonders for my daughter. She exchanged her toy binoculars for something pretty useless with her friend and I protested but she did not listen. Few months later she asked me to buy her binoculars. I said sure you can buy from your pocket money no probs. Seeing the price and how many weeks she would have to save up for them, she promptly went to her freind and re-exchanged the gifts. I felt so good with myself :)
Nice tactic.
My older one is nearly 4 years old and I think he hasn't reached that age yet where he can use pester power to get some toys or something of his interest, once I promised him that I'll buy him a drum and he was asking for it everyday, my husband bought him one expensive drum but he played with it only for 2 days and then I realized that we could have bought him an old drum from a charity shop or could have given him old pots and pans to play as a drum.
My middle guy, he's a mother-hen type, always taking care of and worrying about others even at his tender age of 5. He played with the girls mostly because the boys were too rough for him. But lately, he's been growing more confidence and branching out, playing with the boys in his class. I guess he got carried away. He was throwing rocks at a chain-link fence to try to get them thru the holes. The aide told him to stop but he didnt - the other boys were egging him on and he was getting lots of attention from them so he kept on. WELL. He hit a car. Didnt break anything but it was apparently a big deal with the kids, they called the aide over and he got a speaking to. Then the kids all went to lunch. POOR LITTLE GUY. There was a police officer in the lunch room, he was there preparing for a presentation to be given in that room and my son thought he was there to arrest him for throwing rocks! THEN, when I picked him up, all the boys in the class were madly scrambling to tell me all about it. My poor son was SO close to tears. We spoke about the whole thing on the way home. I calmed him down, asked him if he learned the lesson that he needs to listen to teachers and aides, that it is not a good thing to throw rocks yadayadayada.
He was STILL so upset, he woke up at 11 pm that night, asking me if I watched the news and was he on the news for throwing rocks.
He learned his lesson - that its sometimes easier to do the wrong thing but when you KNOW its the wrong thing to do, you just DONT do it even if its hard. But my heart was SO aching for him....how I wish I could spare my boyz the pain of learning life lessons!
This is kinda sad, a life-lesson story.....
Y. There was a police officer in the lunch room, he was there preparing for a presentation to be given in that room and my son thought he was there to arrest him for throwing rocks! THEN, when I picked him up, all the boys in the class were madly scrambling to tell me all about it. My poor son was SO close to tears. We spoke about the whole thing on the way home. I calmed him down, asked him if he learned the lesson that he needs to listen to teachers and aides, that it is not a good thing to throw rocks yadayadayada.
He was STILL so upset, he woke up at 11 pm that night, asking me if I watched the news and was he on the news for throwing rocks.
He learned his lesson - that its sometimes easier to do the wrong thing but when you KNOW its the wrong thing to do, you just DONT do it even if its hard. But my heart was SO aching for him....how I wish I could spare my boyz the pain of learning life lessons!
lol poor boy
Take him to lake or woods make him throw stone there.
Let him know throwing stone is fun, But only at certain places.
Then take him to neighbors hood and play soccer with him.
So he know different places have different kind of fun.
At the nursery i'm at ...a muslim police woman came to give a presentation to the 4-5 yr oldz about how to keep safe n not talk to strangers etc. Well the police woman asked the children "Who can tell me what a stranger lookz like?" and few of the children shouted out "his face is BLACK"...the member of staff standing next to me goes the children are racist lol ...it was soo funny. Even other member of staff found it hilarious, the police woman herself found it funny too lol Just shows how even children acknowledge such stereotypes, although on their part its just innocence lol
