I hate to break it to you, oh impotent one, but you're not the big bad anymore, you're not even the kind of naughty.

Xander ,'Showtime'


Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Dana - Mar 05, 2010 10:44:36 am PST #13584 of 30001
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."

Uh, I admit I am not a parent, but does dumping food on a child convince them to eat it?


Jessica - Mar 05, 2010 10:46:19 am PST #13585 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

At home, "____ before I count to three or I'm taking it away" usually works pretty well, since hiding toys in the closet isn't a huge burden on me.

Out and about, there's less stuff to take away and "Stop ___ or we're going home" isn't always a threat I can follow through on. We usually wind up having a time-out on a bench or something.


Kristen - Mar 05, 2010 10:46:34 am PST #13586 of 30001

I think the idea was that, next time, you would eat the food so you didn't have to wear it. It never worked with my mom. Though she ended up with very healthy, shiny hair.


§ ita § - Mar 05, 2010 10:47:13 am PST #13587 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

My memory of my childhood is that my parents always won. They were scary-assed mofos. My goal was just to hide my misdeeds, or somehow misrepresent my mother to my father (he did fall for recent bruises and puppydog eyes).

But the only way to not finish dinner was to feed it to the dogs. To not finish lunch involved hiding it under my bed.

Though I'm sure if you asked them it didn't work out quite that often in their favour.


Zenkitty - Mar 05, 2010 10:48:03 am PST #13588 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

msbelle wins the day at both stubborn and parenting.

Come to think of it, there've been plenty of days that the only thing that got me to go to work was the thought of our excellent cafeteria. Where people would cook me things.


tommyrot - Mar 05, 2010 10:51:59 am PST #13589 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

My memory of my childhood is that my parents always won. They were scary-assed mofos.

My childhood too. My dad was especially scary. Perhaps it was his German heritage, but we learned at a very young age never to challenge our dad.


msbelle - Mar 05, 2010 10:52:19 am PST #13590 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

one of the best things I was told on my adoptive parents' listserve was not to make food one of the control issues. mac never has to eat and he always has some things available to him. Now sometimes he will get the same thing for multiple meals if he refuses to eat it, but I don;t yell about it.


Cashmere - Mar 05, 2010 10:54:16 am PST #13591 of 30001
Now tagless for your comfort.

Office Max made me laugh. At least Staples just gives you a tiny, cardboard card--which is very worth it, by the way. I always get a nice, small check from our recycled toner cartridges and the discount coupons I get are not puny--usually 20% or more.

msbelle, 1. Stubborn!mac, nil.


Jesse - Mar 05, 2010 10:54:53 am PST #13592 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Jesse, what did your friend's parents do, when their sixth grader refused to go to school?

I think she eventually got some actual mental health treatment, and maybe a different school? I don't really remember, but there were definitely large issues that were ultimately addressed. But not after weeks of her not going to school.


Burrell - Mar 05, 2010 10:55:25 am PST #13593 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

and now mac has gotten so bored that he is actually doing HOMEWORK! that would have been assigned today. Pre-emptive weekend homework! it's a child development miracle.

So did you walk around the living room pumping your fists? I would have.

I don't think I was hard to discipline as a rule, but I may be misremembering things. When it came to food, my mom's strategy for getting us to eat was to make food that tasted good. It usually worked. The only ish was every so often she insisted on making liver and onions and telling us to eat it, and we'd take a couple of bites and spit it out on the plate in disgust. All 4 of us. But she and dad ate it. Finally she once 'fessed up that she didn't like it she just thought it was good for you, and we kids pointed out it ain't helping if we aren't eating it, and she MIRACULOUSLY agreed and never made it again. The end.