Words that don’t work with my 18-month-old daughter:
This is our new rule
I need a minute
Give me some space
Don’t touch your poop, ew, gross, please Olive… ugh.
What does work:
I’m gonna get your feet! (while she’s laughing, change that diaper)
Where’s Olive’s belly? (stops her in her tracks, lets you move her away from the dangerous item she was nearing)
Let’s go see Papa! (frequently a lie, the only thing I can say to get her to keep going on the street)
Olive do you want to draw? (aka Redirection 101)
Come sit in my lap (it’s amazing what food she will eat from my lap that she rejects in her high chair)
The hard thing is, those techniques are only really available to my husband and I when we are well rested and have a reserve of patience. However, Olive has not been sleeping/napping/eating well lately, so she’s crankier than usual, and so are we. It’s hard to rise above. But if you see me singing to Olive a very strange little song about why she needs to take a bath, it may not mean that I’ve finally lost it. I’m just trying to get the kid clean, and acting like Mary Poppins 90% of the time is the only thing that actually works! But no way am I wearing her hat.