We have a difficult time getting my youngest son to go to bed. He has no interest in anything to do with sleep. He would much rather play with his toys while watching a very age appropriate show like “Family Guy”. Judge all you want. I’ve already admitted that he watches this. AND, I’ve admitted that I’m into lazy parenting. So there. Sticks and stones.
Lately my husband and I have been getting him to fall asleep in his own bed, as opposed to falling asleep in our bed while watching said inappropriate t.v shows. It’s been kind of working. I say “kind of” very loosely. Because there is ALWAYS a tantrum for the first 15 minutes or so of bedtime. Right after he is thrown over my shoulder screaming very age inappropriate words, and tossed onto his bed. And when I say tossed, I mean very gently. And perhaps tossed isn’t a word that I should use but it’s late and I don’t feel like thinking up the right word. So, once again, judge away at my inappropriate, child tossing, lazy parenting. It’s OK. I’ll get over it. 😉 After he is “tossed” he claims, very dramatically might I add, that he will never, EVER go to sleep and will sit there forEVER and EVER.
The point of this post, seeing how far I’ve digressed before I even began…
Tonight we used a slight scare tactic. Because that’s what us lazy parents do, we scare, it’s faster than say, something like…reasoning. Which never works when you are dealing with MY 5 y/o. We told my son that too much television will shrink his brain into nothingness, smaller than a pea. We told him that the “good news” is reading will make his brain grow like those dollar store things you put in water and they grow to like 100 times its normal size.
It worked!! A miracle!! I was able to get him into his bed without breaking my back OR tossing him.
I was about to leave his room to go find a book that we hadn’t read in a while when he said to me…
“Mommy, if television makes your brain really itty bitty. And if reading makes your brain grow. Can I just watch television in your room for a little bit and before my brain gets too small, you can read to me and make it all fixed?”
I looked at him and realized I was a playah in my own game. So I firmly told him no.
He had a temper tantrum, tried to get out of his bed, I grabbed him, threw him over my should and tossed him back onto his bed.
Obviously, I’m going to have to come up with an even scarier scare tactic.