My younger two, both boys, were watching a dvd in their sisters bedroom. Not a regular occurrence but as it's the holidays I don't mind. However within twenty minutes they were both yelling and shrieking and running about the floor. So I went up and warned them to settle down or the dvd would be off and straight to bed.
For about ten minutes they did then it started up again. So I went in and turned off the dvd. Told them to go through to their beds. My six year old boy got upset but I followed it through. I told him to take his bed time teddy with him.
He shouted no at me, so I said fine, I will throw him away then. He said fine throw him away then and slammed his door. So I threw it out the window (just into the back garden) all very calm, no shouting. Tucked them both into bed and said good night.
My six year old then pulled an almighty tantrum. Screaming and banging and yelling that he hated me. I let him scream himself out. Then went in and calmly spoke to him about it all. He apologised and I retrieved his teddy, gave him a cuddle and kiss good night.
I'm now downstairs feeling like a monster. Hearing him so upset was really horrible and also to hear him shouting he hates me. I know he doesn't mean it, but I felt like I needed to show I meant business as my two boys really don't listen, though the younger tends to follow his lead.
It's hard this parenting lark. Especially as a lone parent. What would you have done? Wibu?