Quinn attempted to throw a tantrum over dinner (spaghetti) tonight. He stomped his feet and crossed his arms and made a big pouty face and then dumped his plate over on the table. Then he waited for a reaction. He didn’t get any so he loudly declared he wasn’t eating anything and threw a pinch of sauce on the floor. He didn’t get a reaction again, so he loudly informed us that he had thrown sauce on the floor. Still not getting a reaction he wanted, he marched over to a kitchen counter and threw a dirty washcloth on the floor and stomped on it. That washcloth was his undoing.
I said, “Quinn, that washcloth is dirty and
needs to be washed. Could you throw it in the washing machine for me?”
He frowned and stomped some more, but took the washcloth to the washing
machine.Then he came back and very poutily informed us that he wanted to
make the washing machine go, so I asked him to take the kids’ dirty
clothes down to the washing machine. He quickly complied, filled the
washing machine, then I helped him measure detergent and press the go
button. Then he returned to the table, cleaned up his spaghetti and most
of the sauce without being asked, and ate his whole dinner.
my dear Quinn, is exactly why mommy and daddy don’t worry too much when
you have a temper tantrum. You might make a mess and bluster a bit, but
you often clean up after yourself when you’re done. :)
(And, yes, we work on teaching appropriate ways of expressing anger and frustration but those moments don't make for a funny story.)