My granddaughter and I were alone at home, in the kitchen. Granddaughter (4,5 years old) holds a plastic cup in her teeth, in which kefir. She shakes this glass — indulges. I tell her: «Sasha, put the glass down, so you can drop it.» She looks so cunningly with her little eyes into my eyes and smiles, continuing to do the same thing, I repeated it again, she does the same thing. The third time I spoke, and the glass still falls …
I told her without notations, I say: “Take a rag and wipe it.” She got into an adult pose, propping herself up with her fists on her hips and says: “Che, are you here?”. It became so funny to me, because it looked quite like an adult, but with childish words and expressions. I held back my laughter and calmly repeated: “Take a rag and wipe it!”.
It was very difficult for her to do this, the child could barely cope even with a rag, but I was impregnable, like a rock and resolute in my intentions, and she had no choice but to do the cleaning (although “cats” were scratching her soul, it was her it’s a pity, but I understood that to feel sorry for her, in this situation, to harm her). I showed her how to wring out a cloth, how to rinse it under the tap. And from the fourth call, she! HERSELF! coped. Wiped everything clean. And with a happy smile she said: “Fields, what a fine fellow I am!” Of course, I praised her greatly, hugged and kissed her and said what kind of assistant we have, how great it is that you did it, you are a good girl!
The child was happy, and the format was built — to clean up after themselves, and be responsible for their own consequences of actions.