I've had a couple of recent Will events on my mind since Thursday morning. The sequence of these two events are as follows:
Scene #1. Will kicks off his socks near the dining room table. I ask him to pick up the socks. Will starts to pick up a sock, gets distracted by a Hot Wheel, and forgets all about the socks. I remind Will to pick up the socks. He turns, looks at them and kicks then around the floor. I ask Will to pick up the socks again. Will, who has been putting his clothes in a laundry basket for more than two years saying, "I don't even know where to put them!" After a bit of voice-raising, Will eventually picks up a sock. I find the other one under the table at about 10 p.m.
Scene #2. Scott and I escort Will to kindergarten on the third day of school where he promptly takes his agenda book and folder and walks over to his desk. Will carefully takes the chair off the desk, tucks it nicely away, opens his folder and agenda book to the proper day and stands in almost-military fashion by his desk until the teacher comes into the room. "Can I play now?" he asks her. "Did you do your jobs?" she responds. "Yes, I see you did. You can play now."
Let's review, shall we? This amazing woman got Will to listen and remember his jobs in TWO DAYS ... something I've been trying to do for 5+ YEARS?
"Wow, you've certainly found a way to motivate him," I tell her.
She's got a twinkle in her eyes when she says, "Well, I have been doing this for twenty years."
Great. In only 15 more years, I'll be able to get Will to listen to me.
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