We count the boys when they are bad. 1-2-3 time out. It has been working really well, since we both got on the same sheet of music. From time to time one or the other of us will slip but we have each other to keep us on the straight and narrow.
Today Tracy and Rhys were in the car. Rhys was misbehaving, so Mama counted him "That's one". "That's two, that's three, ... That's ten". He got them all right. He wasn't even being smart about it.
It helps to have a sense of humor when you are trying to raise kids.
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