John was all movement, and not near the physical space I needed him to be.
Suddenly, I found my foot on his, like in this photo.
It worked. And I didn’t waste worthless words.
(This foot-on-foot didn’t seem to make him rebel, like he does when I grab him. John is not intrinsically motivated when Mom grabs him. Just saying.)
Another variation of temporary captivity (yet another opportunity for John to practice emotional self-regulation) works well for us when teaching John how to brush his teeth.
You see this photo of me sitting on the counter and John facing the mirror.
I ask him if he can see his teeth. (If he can’t, then I can’t.)
I guide him by his chin.
I wrap my legs around his trunk, so he isn’t going anywhere.
I let go when it’s time to spit.
Want to try this your kids?
Our kids who are still learning to love dental hygiene.
Peace be with us,