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The Red Wagon Never Died, It’s Just Been Repurposed

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Get clever, like this fella.

Whenever I get to (re)organizing our home, I slip into a no-interruption-allowed zone. My body and mind switch to autopilot and I’m ready to rock n roll. I like to grab up everything I can in that one area and disperse items back to their original home — all in record speed. Organizing is more about swiftness, less about meticulosity (I’m pretty sure that’s a word, right?). Leave the precision for spring cleaning or a cleaning lady (unless, of course, you’re the type who pines over scrubbing baseboards.. Pun intended).

I just can’t do it. Organizing has to be simplified or I’ll just make excuses not to do it. So here’s what I’ve found makes getting those strewn about clothes, toys and sundry home goods back into their one-of-a-kind homes: The Red Wagon.

It’s perfect! Trust me. Next time you’re bouncing around the house, trying to put things in their designated domain, consider grabbing your tots wagon (preferably the squeak-free Little Tykes, circa 2000 whatever, version). It’ll come in so handy you’ll wonder how you didn’t think of it sooner.

Just start slinging stuff right into the wagon as you organize (…or clean) the room you’re working on. Then before you know it, you’ll be finished with the family room and on to conquer little Chloe’s lair. And the great part is, even if you get an itch to organize at 12am when everyone’s soaking their pillow with midnight drool, the wagon won’t wake anyone with clumsy squeaking and clanking.

It’s fool proof. Mom approved.


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If You Spare the Rod Are You Really Spoiling?

My loveable, once a wee-infant, now tyrant toddler insists on hitting. Incessantly. It’s embarrassing. It’s agitating. It’s normal.

As a parent we’ll all encounter some form of defiance from our little ones. So if you’re in the same boat tell me if you can relate. Here’s a quick dialogue of the hitting spats:

Son: swats the air “NO!”

Mom: pleasant tone “No? What do you mean No?”

Son: walking closer while swatting air “No!”

Mom: sarcastically “Ok Nez”

Son: swats mommy’s face. cries.

Oh no he didn’t!! Yet, calmly I grab his arm and reply with a “Gentle hands Nez”. That’s usually followed up with a repeat swat. And yet another cry. Sometimes he’ll follow it up with a laugh but you never know.

My thought process: nip it in the bud.  However, hitting cannot simply be ‘nipped’. According to Dr. Rob with Natick’s Pediatrics P.C., it’s a way more involved process than just nipping.

Well, prior to finding Natick’s site, I thought I’d resort to some old-fashioned techniques. So then I tried the ignoring his hitting. UMMMM NOOOOO. That only works in certain situations — like when a child is wanting attention. But what I soon found out is toddlers do not hit or bite for attention. Dr Rob informs parents, toddlers do it because they want to know the boundaries.

When a child continuously exhibits unwarranted behavior it’s our responsibility, as an adult who knows better, to reiterate the desired behavior.

“Spare the rod, spoil the child” ring a bell?

Well, that’s exactly what we DON’T want to do. What good is it to fight fire with fire?

Toddlers are not enlisted in the militia. They’re not trying to vindicate themselves. They simply want to know there will be consistent boundaries in place for them, in order to feel safe.

Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not condoning the toddler terrorism, but I’m avid about not resorting to corporal punishment.

One thing parents should keep in mind, when the open palm or tiny chomping teeth make contact with yours or someone elses body, is educate your child on why they shouldn’t hit.

  • Flash ’em a frown.
  • Keep wording in the positive.
  • Tell them why they shouldn’t hit.
  • Be consistent.
  • Follow all the sternness up with a little loving hug.

I’m gonna take Dr. Rob’s advice and see where it gets me. Wish me luck.

If all else fails there’s always the holy grail!