Heather and I have started a new punishment that we find rather effective. Some good friends of ours talked about how important it is to teach children not to hit other children. Their rationale: our job as parents is to teach children how to become effective and safe citizens; and if you hit people when you are an adult than you would be arrested and put behind bars.
So, Heather and I decided to turn our beloved toy room into a makeshift prison. You'll never guess who was our first convict. She may pack a powerful punch but she sure is adorable.
Now, although we really do have friends who support that "prison theory" and we have begun talking to Katie about the ramifications of hitting people, here is the real story. Over our Christmas Holiday the Baker's were in town to celebrate Christmas and the birth of our newborn son. Days before he was born we decided to have an early birthday party for our nephew Matthew. We decided that there isn't a better place in the world to have a birthday party for an eight year old (and all of his childish uncles) than Mr. Gatti's. One of the strong attractions to Mr. Gatti's is there inner tube bumper cars. These things are electric. Well, the whole family (minus Grammy and my eight and 3/4 month pregnant wife) decided to have a family bump-a-thon. The only problem is Mr. Gatti's has enforced a height requirement and as many of you have probably guessed Miss Katie was too short. She was heartbroken and simply looked on with those sad puppy dog eyes. I was so sad I was almost distracted from crushing my fellow family members. One day Katie I will bring you back to Lubbock just so you can have a go on those infamous bumper cars. Until then, don't hit or you'll find yourself behind bars!
So, Heather and I decided to turn our beloved toy room into a makeshift prison. You'll never guess who was our first convict. She may pack a powerful punch but she sure is adorable. 
Now, although we really do have friends who support that "prison theory" and we have begun talking to Katie about the ramifications of hitting people, here is the real story. Over our Christmas Holiday the Baker's were in town to celebrate Christmas and the birth of our newborn son. Days before he was born we decided to have an early birthday party for our nephew Matthew. We decided that there isn't a better place in the world to have a birthday party for an eight year old (and all of his childish uncles) than Mr. Gatti's. One of the strong attractions to Mr. Gatti's is there inner tube bumper cars. These things are electric. Well, the whole family (minus Grammy and my eight and 3/4 month pregnant wife) decided to have a family bump-a-thon. The only problem is Mr. Gatti's has enforced a height requirement and as many of you have probably guessed Miss Katie was too short. She was heartbroken and simply looked on with those sad puppy dog eyes. I was so sad I was almost distracted from crushing my fellow family members. One day Katie I will bring you back to Lubbock just so you can have a go on those infamous bumper cars. Until then, don't hit or you'll find yourself behind bars!
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