That's assuming your 6 year old isn't an angry drunk.

BurnShrike: That's assuming your 6 year old isn't an angry drunk.

exactly! my girlfriends 6yo is ADHD and would tear the house to pieces if we gave him a drink.

It's much easier to ignore the little bastards after you've had a stiff drink.

Binkitini anyone?

SDRR: It's much easier to ignore the little bastards after you've had a stiff drink.

lmao this is true

Freakin Rican: BurnShrike: That's assuming your 6 year old isn't an angry drunk.

exactly! my girlfriends 6yo is ADHD and would tear the house to pieces if we gave him a drink.

I am really tired of all these ADHD, etc diagnosis; most of the time the person involved is just an asshole.
There, I said it.

I wish that Mrs. Lewis was my Aunt.

I can write a hit play, why can't I have a drink to unwind myself?

Obscure?

Who'stheBossisNotaFood: I can write a hit play, why can't I have a drink to unwind myself?

Obscure?



/Nothing, obscure, Fark, etc.

Is it also ok to give child a white Russian to help them off to sleepy-time?

In a sippy cup, of course. Safety first!

/fingers crossed

Not everyone takes such a positive view of drinking on the job. A study from America

There we go ruining everyone's fun again.

Daddy drinks because you cry. Oh, the drink's for them?!? Never mind

tricycleracer: Not everyone takes such a positive view of drinking on the job. A study from America

There we go ruining everyone's fun again.

Americans really are obsessed with booze and with what other people think. We have wine with dinner every night. This is civilized.

AbbeySomeone: Freakin Rican: BurnShrike: That's assuming your 6 year old isn't an angry drunk.

exactly! my girlfriends 6yo is ADHD and would tear the house to pieces if we gave him a drink.

I am really tired of all these ADHD, etc diagnosis; most of the time the person involved is just an asshole.
There, I said it.

nah this kid is really adhd. im the same way as i hate all the false diagnosis. in this case he has it. i have delt with add having it myself, and my 15 yo having it. ive also delt with it coaching baseball for 11 years. but yea i can be an asrehole as well, lol

It's called "maturity juice".

I used to put whiskey on the gums of teething toddlers. Quiets them right down. A little vodak goes a long way toward nap time. About a teaspoon per sippy cup of apple juice. My brother was cool with it when he figured out why his brats were little angels for me and not at home. His wife, not so much.


/threatened to have me jailed
//what did she expect with free babysitting
///according to the kids I'm still the cool one and shes still a biatch

"To alcohol! The cause of... and solution to... all of life's problems,"

Unavailable for comment.

Actually weed chills out a toddler much better. Alcohol just makes them violent.

/just kidding - that little brat can buy his own; I'm not sharing

Anyone who tries to reason with a four year old is an idiot and should never have kids. Here's how you should handle the situation: stuff the tantruming kid in a trash can and start drinking. When child protective services arrive, give them the kid, thank them for taking the problem off your hands, and continue drinking. See, parenting isn't so hard.

simon_bar_sinister: I used to put whiskey on the gums of teething toddlers. Quiets them right down. A little vodak goes a long way toward nap time. About a teaspoon per sippy cup of apple juice. My brother was cool with it when he figured out why his brats were little angels for me and not at home. His wife, not so much.


/threatened to have me jailed
//what did she expect with free babysitting
///according to the kids I'm still the cool one and shes still a biatch

My mum used to do the exact same thing with whisky I believe.
Spare me the politically correct bullshiat, that tiny amount of alcohol is not going to harm them.

AbbeySomeone: Freakin Rican: BurnShrike: That's assuming your 6 year old isn't an angry drunk.

exactly! my girlfriends 6yo is ADHD and would tear the house to pieces if we gave him a drink.

I am really tired of all these ADHD, etc diagnosis; most of the time the person involved is just an asshole.
There, I said it.

Apparently I really am ADD. Although I'm 28 and only got that confirmed earlier this year.
Now on Strattera.
/ It does strange things to your junk. Buyers beware!
// On the plus side, my washing-up is now all done, and I can watch an entire film with fidgeting.

simon_bar_sinister: I used to put whiskey on the gums of teething toddlers. Quiets them right down. A little vodak goes a long way toward nap time. About a teaspoon per sippy cup of apple juice. My brother was cool with it when he figured out why his brats were little angels for me and not at home. His wife, not so much.


/threatened to have me jailed
//what did she expect with free babysitting
///according to the kids I'm still the cool one and shes still a biatch

My wife's whole family had a flat out meltdown when I suggested a little bourbon to sooth the pain of teething for my daughter.

My four-year-old had such a monstrous tantrum the other day that I bought three parenting manuals. Being an anxious middle-class mother, this is what I do when trouble strikes - read books

This right here is part of her problem, I think. For starters she sounds like one of those high-stressed ladies that falls to pieces internally at the drop of a hat. The next thing is that she hasn't learned to understand her own child because she is taking in so much information about a bland, neutral, personality-less, generic child from these books where everthing works out because it's a farking story book about raising children. People (and children are sort of like people) react differently to things. So watch, learn, adapt.

The other problem is that she thinks she is negotiating with her child. There are no negotiations. A parent has to be willing to be the bad guy. So be okay with being the dick.

dustygrimp: My wife's whole family had a flat out meltdown when I suggested a little bourbon to sooth the pain of teething for my daughter.

That's because they are stupid. This is an old and time-proven treatment. We used to get a shot of bourbon, with honey of lemon whenever we had a bad cold, too.

When I was a kid, one could buy Paregoric (tincture of opium in an alcohol-based syrup) over the counter. It was used to treat nausea and diarrhea. And the up-side for mom was that the opium would help sick junior sleep peacefully. It was also rubbed on a teething baby's gums to reduce the pain.

Moms used to have a lot of lore-derived tricks up their sleeves that worked quite well. they didn't go running to a pediatrician for every little illness.

"I wanna hold the baby! I wanna hold the baby!"

"Oh Bart! You're too little. But you can hold my beer!"

*plunks beer on Bar's head*

Mangoose: My four-year-old had such a monstrous tantrum the other day that I bought three parenting manuals. Being an anxious middle-class mother, this is what I do when trouble strikes - read books

This right here is part of her problem, I think. For starters she sounds like one of those high-stressed ladies that falls to pieces internally at the drop of a hat. The next thing is that she hasn't learned to understand her own child because she is taking in so much information about a bland, neutral, personality-less, generic child from these books where everthing works out because it's a farking story book about raising children. People (and children are sort of like people) react differently to things. So watch, learn, adapt.

The other problem is that she thinks she is negotiating with her child. There are no negotiations. A parent has to be willing to be the bad guy. So be okay with being the dick.

I don't like or want kids, and even I know this article is bullcrap. What I don't understand is a lot of us were brought up with these 'remedies' and we turned out just fine(spanking, booze for colds and teething, etc), but WE are the ones producing these bastard little snowflakes.

Makes no sense.

Boberella: Mangoose: My four-year-old had such a monstrous tantrum the other day that I bought three parenting manuals. Being an anxious middle-class mother, this is what I do when trouble strikes - read books

This right here is part of her problem, I think. For starters she sounds like one of those high-stressed ladies that falls to pieces internally at the drop of a hat. The next thing is that she hasn't learned to understand her own child because she is taking in so much information about a bland, neutral, personality-less, generic child from these books where everthing works out because it's a farking story book about raising children. People (and children are sort of like people) react differently to things. So watch, learn, adapt.

The other problem is that she thinks she is negotiating with her child. There are no negotiations. A parent has to be willing to be the bad guy. So be okay with being the dick.

I don't like or want kids, and even I know this article is bullcrap. What I don't understand is a lot of us were brought up with these 'remedies' and we turned out just fine(spanking, booze for colds and teething, etc), but WE are the ones producing these bastard little snowflakes.

Makes no sense.

It doesn't make sense to you because you've never burst all those blood vessels in your brain while bearing down to deliver a baby. Had you had that experience, you would want to go right out and purchase the book Helicoptering Your Precious Snowflake: How to Transform Your Child into a Sniveling Brat in Just Six Weeks!

Just kidding, of course. But a lot of parents do seem to have lost touch with reality.

kisseswookies: Binkitini anyone?

I read that as Bikinitini, and considering this article is about four year olds, I don't know what to think

Mangoose: My four-year-old had such a monstrous tantrum the other day that I bought three parenting manuals. Being an anxious middle-class mother, this is what I do when trouble strikes - read books

This right here is part of her problem, I think. For starters she sounds like one of those high-stressed ladies that falls to pieces internally at the drop of a hat. The next thing is that she hasn't learned to understand her own child because she is taking in so much information about a bland, neutral, personality-less, generic child from these books where everthing works out because it's a farking story book about raising children. People (and children are sort of like people) react differently to things. So watch, learn, adapt.

The other problem is that she thinks she is negotiating with her child. There are no negotiations. A parent has to be willing to be the bad guy. So be okay with being the dick.

I chuckled.

My daughter is almost 15 months old currently, but she already has a strong personality (always has, actually), and I have a very simple mantra for dealing with her, or any kid, when it comes to doing something they may not like:

They'll get over it.

I watched my mom try to negotiate with my then 5 year old nephew at Wal-Mart over toys, and of course she gave in to him, even with me hissing "Mom, just tell him no and let's go, he'll deal!"

It works with my daughter, she gets over things pretty quickly, and if she doesn't- hell, it's probably naptime.

whitey_d: kisseswookies: Binkitini anyone?

I read that as Bikinitini, and considering this article is about four year olds, I don't know what to think

I read it the same way and didn't even realize my mistake until your post. Guess we're both sick puppies, huh?

/Got my ticket to Hell years ago
//Not giving up my window seat

Everyone is aware that the patent medicines that we were protected from by the prohibitionists were based on opiates cocaine and hemp all swimming in alcohol. The people we all admire like Edison, Einstein, Ford, Hughes and Tesla all had them as children. All of these things have a use as home remedy when paired with common sense and a good parents watchful eye.

Now we have been told that government is here to help and protect us so long that you can't even get cold tablets anymore. Well not ones that actually work. O.K. you can still get cold tabs after you comply with the defacto D.E.A. agent whose regular job is either clerk or pharmacist.

Winston would weep seeing how it began.

Troublesome Strumpet: whitey_d: kisseswookies: Binkitini anyone?

I read that as Bikinitini, and considering this article is about four year olds, I don't know what to think

I read it the same way and didn't even realize my mistake until your post. Guess we're both sick puppies, huh?

/Got my ticket to Hell years ago
//Not giving up my window seat

Oh believe me that ship's sailed long ago

/think I'm bumped up to first class with frequent going to hell miles

Troublesome Strumpet: They'll get over it.

DREW CAN'T TELL ME TO LIKE THE NEW LAYOUT HE'S NOT MY REAL DAD!

/still not over it

JackieRabbit: Anyone who tries to reason with a four year old is an idiot and should never have kids.

QFT. All "reasoning" with a small child does is to enable the continuation of their manipulative bullshiat (manipulation is what they do at that age - testing boundaries and all that). Firm boundaries and immediate consequences surrounding a framework of non-arbitrary rules worked well for me when I would babysit my nephews years ago. If the kid asked "why" I'd tell them the reasoning behind the rule or request (even if it was as simple as "Aunt Poem wants you to play Dinosaur Rampage in your room because the noise is keeping me from hearing this tv program" - I hated the "because I said so!" thing growing up and never used it). After that, if the kid didn't do as told, I wouldn't plead, bargain, try to reason, yell, etc. I instead took immediate action in some way while remaining calm ("Uh-oh, the dinosaurs were too busy rampaging in the living room to see the funny lights in the sky! It's a teleport beam - they've been sent to Planet AtticSpace!"). They learned quickly (most stubborn kid took four treatments like this to learn - the others got it in two) that I meant business when I expected them to mind me but that I also respected them enough to have an actual reason behind what I said to do rather than simply bullying them because I could.

Mangoose: My four-year-old had such a monstrous tantrum the other day that I bought three parenting manuals. Being an anxious middle-class mother, this is what I do when trouble strikes - read books

This right here is part of her problem, I think. For starters she sounds like one of those high-stressed ladies that falls to pieces internally at the drop of a hat. The next thing is that she hasn't learned to understand her own child because she is taking in so much information about a bland, neutral, personality-less, generic child from these books where everthing works out because it's a farking story book about raising children. People (and children are sort of like people) react differently to things. So watch, learn, adapt.

The other problem is that she thinks she is negotiating with her child. There are no negotiations. A parent has to be willing to be the bad guy. So be okay with being the dick.

I took a Developmental Psychology course back in the day, and got far more out of it than I did the books like this one of my SILs had. Turns out that toddler-to-preschool aged children typically believe that their toys really are alive, which is why they'll freak out so hard when a favorite toy is taken away to be washed, for example. I remember panicking as a child because I thought one of my toys was going to drown to death in the washing machine each time my mom would put it in there. This came in handy when one nephew, age three, kept bypassing increasingly more complex barrier systems to climb stairs to explore the second story of the house by himself. His favorite toy was a stuffed animal named Baby Horse, who had all sorts of magic powers. Well, I used Baby Horse to show him what could happen to him if he fell down the stairs and when Baby Horse landed at the bottom with legs askew and his head tucked under his torso, my nephew said he finally understood what we meant when we said he could be hurt badly if he fell. "Baby Horse have magic so him no die, but little people no have magic. Me no go up without big person no more."

/Baby Horse was sick in bed for two weeks after that, bandaged up with toilet paper like a plush mummy
//M&M's are good medicine for magic horses
///Never went upstairs by himself again

Poem435: QFT. All "reasoning" with a small child does is to enable the continuation of their manipulative bullshiat (manipulation is what they do at that age - testing boundaries and all that). Firm boundaries and immediate consequences surrounding a framework of non-arbitrary rules worked well for me when I would babysit my nephews years ago. If the kid asked "why" I'd tell them the reasoning behind the rule or request (even if it was as simple as "Aunt Poem wants you to play Dinosaur Rampage in your room because the noise is keeping me from hearing this tv program" - I hated the "because I said so!" thing growing up and never used it). After that, if the kid didn't do as told, I wouldn't plead, bargain, try to reason, yell, etc. I instead took immediate action in some way while remaining calm ("Uh-oh, the dinosaurs were too busy rampaging in the living room to see the funny lights in the sky! It's a teleport beam - they've been sent to Planet AtticSpace!"). They learned quickly (most stubborn kid took four treatments like this to learn - the others got it in two) that I meant business when I expected them to mind me but that I also respected them enough to have an actual reason behind what I said to do rather than simply bullying them because I could.

My parents had an "oops" baby when I was 13. When I was 17 and off from school for a day, my mother asked me to watch my brat baby sister, while she went shopping with a friend. I agreed and it was time to give my little sister her lunch. She was to get some soup and a half a peanut butter sandwich. Now for some reason, while my parents were very strict with the rest of us, they spoiled this one rotten and she could get away with anything. She was four at this time and testing those limits (and finding there weren't any with mom and day). So I gave her her lunch and she took one bite of it and said that mom had said she could have ice cream. I told her when she was finished with her lunch, I'd give her ice cream. Her response was to pitch a tantrum and and throw her spoon at me. This earned her an unceremonious snatching up from the table a couple of stinging pops on her little butt, and being put in the corner and told not to make a sound. After about three minutes she asked when she could come out. I told her when she was ready to eat her lunch. She sulked for about five more minutes and then came to the table and finished her lunch. She then asked for her ice cream and I told her bad little girls don't get ice cream. After this incident, she never gave me any crap ever again.

JackieRabbit: Now for some reason, while my parents were very strict with the rest of us, they spoiled this one rotten and she could get away with anything.

My youngest brother was treated the same way by the 'rents, although he wasn't an oops baby. I still haven't figured out why he got away with some of the stuff he did; maybe by #4, they stopped caring to put in the effort or something. *shrug*

This earned her an unceremonious snatching up from the table a couple of stinging pops on her little butt, and being put in the corner and told not to make a sound. After about three minutes she asked when she could come out. I told her when she was ready to eat her lunch. She sulked for about five more minutes and then came to the table and finished her lunch. She then asked for her ice cream and I told her bad little girls don't get ice cream. After this incident, she never gave me any crap ever again.

Funny how the no bs approach leads to no further bs, isn't it?

Poem435: My youngest brother was treated the same way by the 'rents,

You actually contracted the word 'parents'? Wow

/whatev

Dr. Bambino says, "Give 'em a few whiskeys and he'll be fine."

Freakin Rican: BurnShrike: That's assuming your 6 year old isn't an angry drunk.

exactly! my girlfriends 6yo is ADHD and would tear the house to pieces if we gave him a drink.

Give her a bit of coffee.

JackieRabbit: Boberella: Mangoose: My four-year-old had such a monstrous tantrum the other day that I bought three parenting manuals. Being an anxious middle-class mother, this is what I do when trouble strikes - read books

This right here is part of her problem, I think. For starters she sounds like one of those high-stressed ladies that falls to pieces internally at the drop of a hat. The next thing is that she hasn't learned to understand her own child because she is taking in so much information about a bland, neutral, personality-less, generic child from these books where everthing works out because it's a farking story book about raising children. People (and children are sort of like people) react differently to things. So watch, learn, adapt.

The other problem is that she thinks she is negotiating with her child. There are no negotiations. A parent has to be willing to be the bad guy. So be okay with being the dick.

I don't like or want kids, and even I know this article is bullcrap. What I don't understand is a lot of us were brought up with these 'remedies' and we turned out just fine(spanking, booze for colds and teething, etc), but WE are the ones producing these bastard little snowflakes.

Makes no sense.

It doesn't make sense to you because you've never burst all those blood vessels in your brain while bearing down to deliver a baby. Had you had that experience, you would want to go right out and purchase the book Helicoptering Your Precious Snowflake: How to Transform Your Child into a Sniveling Brat in Just Six Weeks!

Just kidding, of course. But a lot of parents do seem to have lost touch with reality.

You know what, you're probably right. Good parents are so few and far between that I have judged all breeders unfairly. Hasn't changed my mind, however - I still don't want any of my own.