The other day I got a kudos from my mom for a great mothering moment. I don't always feel as though I have it all figured out when dealing with Nathan, so this was a triumphant occasion. Mom and I were in the car with Lauren, Nathan, and Lauren's friend that was coming over for a play date. The children were crammed into the backseat of Mom's Camry. The girls were giggling and having a good time together until Nathan started to spoil the fun. He began grabbing Lauren's shoulder seatbelt and yanking, causing her seat belt to get really untcomfortably tight. She alerted me as to his annoying behavior and I proceeded to go into rescue mode.
Amy: "Nathan, stop choking your sister with the seatbelt."
Nathan: No response.
Amy: "Nathan, let go of the seatbelt. You are hurting her."
Nathan: Yanks a little harder.
Lauren: "OOOWWCH"
Amy: "Does Nana need to pull this car over? Nathan, you are hurting your sister, now stop it."
Nathan: Grimace.
Amy: "Do you want to be able to ride your bike today? (starting to launch into punishment mode.)
Nathan: Nods.
Amy: "Only children that cooperate get to ride their bike. Do you understand?"
Nathan: Continues to hang on the seatbelt.
Amy: (Prompted with the thought 'Seek first to understand, then to be Understood' THANKYOU, STEVEN COVEY.) Realizing that punsishment may not be the best approach, "Nathan, why are you doing this?"
Nathan: blank stare
Amy: "Are you feeling left out? Do you want your sister to pay attention to you?"
Nathan: "Uh, huh." Death Grip softens.
Amy: "Well, I know your sister loves you and would gladly hold your hand if you let go of the seatbelt. Wouldn't you, Lauren?"
Lauren: "Yes."
Nathan: Lets go of the seatbelt and grabs her hand.