Dyson was testing his limits this weekend and "tried out" a few new not so nice things to say on momma... he waited for a reaction and kept on when he didn't get one he was expecting. I used all the distraction techniques, addressed the words directly (we don't use those words, yada, yada) finally I was so upset with him for continuing to use the ugly words, I popped him on the tush and put him in time out. Mike and I use time outs whenever necessary, but we don't spank Dyson. I felt horrible, Dyson was just confused... not my proudest mommy moment for sure.
So baby number two, you can thank your brother because daddy and I will not be spanking anymore (either of you). I just can't wrap my head around how I preach being nice and not hitting and then act out of anger and spank you guys. Next time I'll use my words ;)
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