Love and Logic Parenting, I've never taken a course but am fairly sure love and logic describe my parenting. I always, except when I'm screaming like a fish wife, try to lovingly explain, in terms my boys can understand, why I do or ask them to do certain things.
Bathroom privacy is a big deal for my boys, I've never been able to potty train my laddies without giving them their space, for pooping that is, they'll pee anywhere. And, though they demand their pooping privacy, I've yet to figure out the logic that will convince them to offer me the same privilege.
Lately it's #7. I am sure he has a Mommy Potty Warning System, it goes off the minute I head for the bathroom. No matter where he is or how sneaky I try to be he's there, my little commode comrade.
So lovingly and logically I presented my request for privacy.
Boy Mom: #7, Mommy would like to be alone in the bathroom.
Boy Mom: so I can poop in peace.
Boy Mom: Do you like Mommy to stay out when you are pooping? (This is the logic part)
#7: Yes. (I think he's getting it)
Boy Mom: Well, Mommy likes to be alone in the bathroom too. (The logic bullet)
#7: Ohhh! (Comprehension dawns in his little face)
#7: I'm sorry Mom! (He pats me understandingly) You can come in when I poop.
Boy Mom: Wha???? Sigh!
Maybe I should take the Love and Logic Course.