. . . repetition. Today, Micah bought James a train set (our third) that is a little delicate for a kid who wrote the "I ride roughshod over everything" book. So Micah and I took turns building and rebuilding the track for the better part of the day. This is similar to another of James' favorite pastimes - knocking down towers of blocks we build for him. Who do you think has the upper hand in this relationship?
On the other hand, the kid can also be very sweet and funny. Yesterday, when we were going out to run errands, he stopped on the stairs, sat down, folded his arms, closed his eyes tight, and said, "Say prayer." We said a prayer, and he then happily climbed into his stroller. I guess repetition reinforces all kinds of behavior.
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proving my theory that you could, in fact, socialize your child to be ferris bueller by putting the movie on repeat in their room all day.
we got andrew a train set for christmas, but he go so frustrated with it that he began to cooly and systematically disemble it and then throw the pieces to express his rage. he's got a temper.
i love reading your adventures. i wish we could visit!
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