Old Yeller Yells Less

Scream in silence.

Who knew that that would be the mantra that finally helped me?!

I still yell at Joshua, but I have really been trying hard to limit it to times of absolute necessity. My favorite occurrence of this so far was when he collapsed in the middle of the street like he’s turned to Jell-O, and proceeded to pretend he was sleeping in front of oncoming traffic. Not two seconds before, he was walking and holding my hand and everything was great. If I think someone’s going to be dumb enough to not watch where they’re going and potentially run over my kid because he thinks the street is an appropriate place to play-sleep, I’m going to yell. Aside from the fact that it’s embarrassing and scary for me as a parent to witness that, it’s incredibly annoying that Joshua thinks it’s okay to do.

Breathe.

I’m okay now, sorry about that.

In all seriousness though, I have really been working hard to stop yelling. I still have a long way to go, but this is truly the type of thing that has to be taken one day at a time. I’m proud of what I’ve done thus far and I hope to continue down the same path until I’ve virtually eliminated yelling altogether.

Gold star for me for doing well!

Now if only I could get The Hubby to stop yelling, too…