Bunnies love their bubbles.

Whew. I've been gone for longer than I thought. Well, I did have valid reasons, but I don't remember half of them, and the other half I don't feel like getting into... just not interesting enough.

Since I last updated, Dylan has gone through a rough patch in school. For a while, he was hanging out with the wrong kids, making bad choices, not listening, and "acting like a crazy bunny." I didn't know that this school trouble started at such a young age. I had tried convincing him to play with the good kids more. I tried reinforcing the rewards of good choices. Nothing seemed to work. Everyday, I would be approached by a teacher telling me that my brilliant child was under the spell of the trouble makers.

Horrified, I did what any good, well-minded parent would do.

I bribed him.

So, there! I said it! I don't know/care if that was the right thing to do. I bribed him with a new bottle of bubbles. I hope Dr. Phil is listening, because I am happy to report that the behavior has done a complete 180. (Just the really bad behavior- I don't want to turn him into a robot)

Dylan is sitting during circle time, listening to his teachers when it's time to clean up, and hanging out with the good kids at school again. At this point, he's making good choices at school because it makes him feel "happy."

In the grand scheme, his actions weren't horrible. It's preschool. He's only 4. Acting like a crazy bunny is fun. I still do it when I bored.

I realized that watching your children make bad choices when you know, (and THEY know) that they know better is a truly horrible feeling. It feels like your trying to stop a runaway freight train. The scariest part of the whole ordeal was knowing that it has only just begun.