Matthew didn't clean his room Monday. Rachel told him he had to clean it, and he could come out when he was done, and he spent the afternoon playing and throwing tantrums. Tuesday was more of the same. So Tuesday after I got home Rachel upped the ante: one hour to clean, and then The Gunny Bag was going to come eat everything left on the floor. (Clothes eaten by the gunny bag would be exchanged for toys of the gunny bag's choosing. The gunny bag likes toys better.)
59 minutes later Matthew was done. The gunny bag went hungry this time.
It's been a few months since the last time we did this. Last time the gunny bag got a full belly of toys. Apparently Matthew still remembers.
In other news, we've decided that when Matthew loses his temper and starts breaking things, he's going to get spanked. Leaving him to the consequences of not having what he broke just isn't caustic enough to sear real regret into him.
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