Take it from a transparent parent. You do your best, and sometimes you have to make mid-course corrections. Our second girl, Ellie, has become a bit spoiled. She receives entirely too much catering by her grandparents, mother, and aunts. (even her father on occasion.) Primarily in the area of transportation. She wants to be carried, she wants to be stood up, she wants to sit over next to the toys, or whatever. The problem is we pick her up and move her. Subsequently she is 10 months and is skipping the skill of crawling. It has gotten to the point that now if she doesn't get the accommodation she wants, she'll throw a little fit.
Well, today is a different day. Because today the girls are with Daddy. We started the morning on her belly 5 feet from the toy box, and she, after crying a while, found a way to motivate herself over to the box.
She doesn't like this you know, but she needs it. And for the fits? A quick application of hand to chubby thigh seemed to give her some reason for pause and reflection. It's gonna be a great day.
--Ben
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