Have you ever tried to herd cats. Getting cats to do anything on your terms is next to impossible unless that cat wants something. I have never met a cat that was compliant. They either sit and stair at you like you need to come over to them and scratch their butt for them, or they walk the other way. I’ve been trying to get my kids interested in taking our dog for a walk every day. I would love it if they could go on at least one walk without complaining, whining, and just stopping every three feet. Yes, that’s what it’s like. Taking my family on a walk is like herding cats. Getting them to do anything at all is like talking to a wall sometimes. They just don’t move. It’s like I need a fire to put under their buts. I mean what do I need to do to get them to have some sense of urgency because they have no sense of urgency at all. This attitude or frame of mind in my son has transferred over into everything he does. He will not move! This is what it’s like to have a conversation with the boy.
Yes pick up your toys.
Slowly he starts picking up his toys and then suddenly he’s distracted again and playing with them, we’re lucky if he hasn’t dumped all of them out again. And honestly, that’s if he didn’t take 10 to 15 minutes to move over to where his toys are to pick them up.
It’s time to go to bed, please go upstairs
Blank look on his face.
Go upstairs and go to bed.
Yes get upstairs please…
Get your butt upstairs
Blank look and maybe he moves a tiny tiny bit towards the stairs.
A smile on his face as he tackles one of the stairs and then he stops. I need snuggie
I’ll get it you go upstairs
No, I want to get it
No mommy will get it you get your butt upstairs now.
He then gets to the second step and stops saying, Will you carry me?
He stands there…..
He moves forward one step and smiles again
I usually just give up at this point and go upstairs on my own and start working on getting Zoe ready for bed. I’ve had the same type of conversation with him about 10 times for the day already. Then I just yell down at him to get upstairs (or I let his dad handle it) and he knows that if he doesn’t get upstairs before I’m done with Zoe he’s in big big trouble. So usually he’s up there. Occasionally, I’ll still find him laying on the landing at the bottom of the stairs waiting on me to carry him. No, I still don’t carry him but I proceed to put him on the naughty spot and then he might be willing to move up the stairs but at a slow as molasses pace.
Yes, Shamefully I’m one of those parents that yells but herding cats drives me nuts.