I heard about this trick a long time ago, way back when I was a professional nanny for hire. Way back.
Then my friend, Rebecca, reminded me of the ingenious use of a kitchen timer to give kids tangible ways to deal with time and transition. So, now, “in 10 minutes we have to stop playing ‘short-order cook’ and make our way upstairs for nap” actually means something. She’s not horrible with transitions currently, but I thought I would head any future trouble off at the pass. Right now she’s just a major lollygagger. Slow moving and fast talking.
We’ve only used it a couple times but she’s getting it. It’s a completely objective teller of when “we gotta get movin’ stinker”. Somebody’s got to light a fire under her bum.
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