Day 72 - Limits

Last night bedtime was awful. Both big kids ended it with screaming tantrums, staggered 30 minutes a part. What a mess. Tonight, Matt's in Rhode Island and I couldn't handle a repeat of last night on my own. So we (Paul, Olivia, and I) set the expectation early and set a limit on how much I would put up with. This (so far) seemed to work very well. I gave a 3 strike rule. After 2 timeouts, the 3rd would land you in bed for the night. Paul used his first 2 within 10 minutes, but then he seemed to grasp the concept and straightened up. I'm hopeful tonight's bedtime will be a happy one. Sometimes limits are a great thing. Fingers crossed.