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Use your words not your hands


I think I even say these words in my sleep. When my son is excited and in the heat of the moment, he forgets that, he can talk or ask me to help him. He gets wordless and frustrated and then he gets physical. This will even happens when he is working on a puzzle or a toy and can't get it right and then boom he explodes. There is not enough time for me to step in and help him.

He has a good friend from preschool, they get along pretty well, they used to get along pretty well. The other week they were both hungry and in bad mood and before I knew it my son hit him in the face. I, shocked and upset, jumped in there and told him he made mistake, and told him to apologize. He did so and I could say from his face that he really was sorry, and then we left the play ground as punishment.

On the drive home I lectured him again that when he comes across very loud (did I say he is also very loud) and hits his friends, nobody wants to play with him. He understood what I said then and there and at home he also made a card for his friend which he haven't delivered yet. But I'm not sure he will remember this the next time.

He is like this at home with his sister too. He loves her, she knows that, and they play well together. Their best cooperative and quiet moments are when they are getting in to trouble. However, they have these moments that he either is so excited that he goes at her like attacking her but it's just a very scary hug, which she is scared to death of; or he is all heated and wants something from her and hit her.

I keep telling him the right way, giving him right words to use, praise him when he is nice and patience. What else can I do? I'm worried that he stays this way and at the end friendless. He has good play outs after school with his schoolmate, most of sunny days but we get very few play date offers. But I keep telling myself this his first year of pre-school and he just started to speak plain English, still uses some Farsi words when he is short in vocabulary. It is not end of the world, everyone tells me he is only four and he gets better and more in control of his feeling when he is older.

I just hope so, until later,

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About Anahita

I'm 36 years old, proud mother of two toddlers. Son born in 2005 and daughter born 22 months later in 2007. I'm a Homemaker/Travel agent. Like cooking, sewing, painting and love kids.

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