How to get your kids to stop crying

January 15, 2014

Screen Shot 2014-01-15 at 2.18.22 PMSometimes as a mom you come up with great ideas, and sometimes not so much. Chalk this little “Crying Game” experiment up into the “not so much” column and let it be a warning to others out there who have thought to do the same.

You see, my kids cry a lot. And not in the legitimate “I have really hurt myself or am really sick or sad” kind of way, but in the “what do you mean I can’t have a brownie for breakfast/my fingernail broke/my brother is looking at me funny/you turned off the TV/ the iPad battery just died” kind of way. And it is exhausting.

So, in an ill conceived attempt to nip this fake crying in the bud, I devised the “Crying Game”.

Anytime a child was found to be crying for a not very good reason then they got a tick in their Crying Game column. At the end of the week, whoever has the LEAST number of ticks wins a special prize (see tooth tunes toothbrush at left).

It seemed as though DS7 would win by a landslide early in the week but sure enough he came through with quite a number of iPad/Skylander/Food related fits and soon caught up. It was an epic battle to the finish!

However, there were several major fails with this experiment:

Fail #1: There was epic drama every time DS5 got a tick, which led to many protracted crying fits. Which then led to more ticks, more crying, more drama, repeat…..

Fail #2: Both boys would scratch off ticks when I was not looking and then fink on the other for cheating. Much fighting and drama ensued.

Fail #3: At the end of the week DS7 was crowned the winner! The prize was a Tooth Tunes Toothbrush sent from our friends at KidzBop. DS5 of course had the mother of all meltdowns at the thought of losing the coveted singing toothbrush and eventually I caved and purchased another on Amazon (not realizing you can get them at Wal-Mart – fail #4) for about the same cost as a small Rancher out here in the burbs. Big time fail by mom.

So if you ever think of trying the Crying Game – think the 80’s noir-drama and not my version!

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2 Comments

  • Reply Sarah at Journeys of The Zoo January 15, 2014 at 10:16 pm

    While in Mexico, my kids sleep in the same bed. As usual, last night they were fighting about who’s feet were in who’s space. Finally, I’d had enough. I told them if they kept fighting/pushing/crying that I would make one of them sleep in the van.

    For the next 30 minutes, they fought/pushed/and cried about who WOULD get to sleep in the van. They’re getting smarter than me and I’m not liking it one bit.

    Thanks for the smile and not making me feel so alone.

    Besos, Sarah
    Blogger at Journeys of The Zoo

    • Reply Christine January 25, 2014 at 4:58 pm

      OMG Sarah. I just peed myself laughing at your story 🙂

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