Uh-oh, what happened?
Pudding: Uh-oh, what happened?
Me: …. (I am stunned into silence)
The photo above was the sight that greeted me when I went to get Pudding from the basement to tell her that her dinner was ready. She had been left alone for 25 minutes, while I prepared dinner. Not content with getting out every toy she and her brother own, she had also put on a DVD by herself (kudos on that one, she isn’t 4 until December), got into the closet and pulled out all the craft supplies. The ones that are up high and unreachable. Hmm. She knows I get angry when she makes a mess, so she hastened to clean up. The liquid you can see on the floor is a fusion of glue, and water that she had attempted to clean with. It is smeared onto her dress, the walls, the table, the light switch, pretty much any place her too-tall body could get to. The paper towels she had also used in her “clean-up” had turned the floor into a giant puddle of paper-mache. Spectacular.
This isn’t the worst thing she has done, but it is the most recent. Last week there was a very similar situation with paint (washable, thank goodness). I’d love to use some positive reinforcement to fix this problem, but when she isn’t rewarded immediately, it doesn’t seem to work. She is all about the instant gratification. This only happens when I’m busy elsewhere, so we looked to punishment instead. The “naughty chair” didn’t work with the paints, so Spectrummy Daddy and I discussed taking it up a notch. For the rest of the week, there will be no dresses, no nightgowns, and no mummy putting her to bed. Given that this resulted in bedtime taking 90 minutes longer than usual, it may be a long week.
So, as she was the orchestrator of the mayhem, why did Pudding ask me what had happened? The answer will be in my next post about echolalia, which will go up some time after I’ve finished tidying up down there. Until then, because I need to know we aren’t the only parents this happens to, please leave a comment with even worse escapades- either your own or those of your children. Tell me: uh-oh, what happened…?