Gardner's new trick: Climbing onto chairs, and then proceeding to climb up onto tables and desks. It's something we won't tolerate (a newly enacted family rule), namely because it's disrespectful, and we don't want him doing it at our house much less the house of someone else. SO, we've started using the loud voice "no's" and promptly assisting him back into a sitting position. After two warnings, he goes on the floor and the chair (i.e., stool) is removed. Yes, this does cause tears to be shed, but we are remaining hopeful that our diligence will pay off and he will get the picture. 17-months is a tough age; not quite old enough for time outs, and we are reserving spankings for those things which are purely dangerous and threats to harm. This limbo period is a trying one, but this is where a unified front is called into action more than ever before. I am grateful for parents who disciplined me diligently, too, because I know that my life wou...
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