Thursday, December 8, 2016
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My dad was a tenderhearted man. If he was around when we had to discipline our daughter, he left the room. He knew she needed it, but he just couldn't stand to be there for it. I had a little of that feeling at one point when our son had one of those defining disciplinary moments with our then three-year-old granddaughter over a piece of gum. We were in the car and our little girl had been chewing some gum, and she was starting to fall asleep. Mommy told her to spit out her gum so she wouldn't choke on it when she went to sleep. This little girl, who is amazingly well-behaved because of her parents' really fair and consistent discipline, chose to defy her Mother on this one. It's funny the battles they choose, isn't it? She wasn't going to relinquish her gum.