Spring is here. Weather is warming up. The street is full of kids. The sound of basketballs bouncing and hockey sticks slapping the pavement fill the air.
It’s getting harder and harder to corral them back into the house at night for baths and showers.
Last year I wrote about here and here.
The other night it was dark and windy and he insisted he have a bath at 8pm (that’s late in our house). But we let him and he laid on his back in the water with his ears submerged so he couldn’t hear the wind. I was proud of him for finding a solution.
Sean and I have decided and made a pact together that we won’t placate him all spring and summer by taking him for evening drives. We will muddle through however many scream filled nights we have to to break the habit. He needs to learn how to manage and cope with the things he can’t control. Like the weather. So far he’s doing well.