Over the past few weeks CootieGirl has developed a habit that is driving Denis and me up a wall. It has gotten to a point where I dread waking up in the morning, or coming home from work, because I know it’ll happen again.
She directly disobeys orders, waffles in decisionmaking, whines, and then throws a tantrum. Lovely. She’s going to be in kindergarten in the fall, and at this point I keep telling her that she cannot behave like this because she’s is old enough to know better.
Here’s how it normally goes in the morning:
1. CG wakes up and when we ask her to pick out her clothes for the day, she refuses.
2. We ask her again, telling her this is her last chance to make the decision herself and pick out her clothes. She refuses.
3. Denis/I pick out her clothes and order her to put them on.
4. She refuses.
5. We remind her that if she disobeys she will get spanked, and tell her again to put on her clothes.
6. She claims those aren’t the clothes she wanted to pick.
7. We remind her that she had her chance to pick out her clothes and when she disobeyed we picked them out for her.
8. She begins whining about the fact she wants to pick out new clothes.
9. Denis/I leave the room in frustration, telling her to pick out her clothes and get dressed then.
10. We enter the room to find CG sitting on her bed in the exact place we left her, staring into space.
11. She is told that she directly disobeyed an order, what the punishment is, and summarily gets spanked .
12. She cries and protests and says she’ll be good.
13. But she still doesn’t get dressed.
14. So at that point we tell her that if she’s going to act like a baby she’ll get treated like a baby (or some version of that), and we get her dressed by force as she lays/stands limply, still crying.
15. Once she’s dressed, we explain again why she got spanked, what we expect of her in the morning, and why her behavior is unacceptable.
16. She becomes clingy and whiny again and moves on to the next issue to fight about: shoes.
Later, rinse, repeat, ad nauseum the rest of the day (but apparently NOT at school since we rarely get notes from the teacher about misbehavior or not listening to her teacher).
It’s driving us nuts, people.
I’m confident that it has resulted in the few accidents involving the potty over the past few weeks. There’s SOMETHING going on with her and this is how she’s expressing it. But it literally has come out of nowhere since we got back from Disney. Because before Disney we didn’t have this problem.
If this is a new development stage, dear God in heaven, I hope it’s a short one. I know it can’t be her need to assert her independence, because it’s not like we put a damper on her independence. I give her the opportunity to pick out her clothes – she just doesn’t accept the opportunity until I lose patience and pick them out for her because we are now running late. So I just can’t tell just what the issue is so that I can deal with it and come up with a solution.
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