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Thief!

I got a call from Misty on the way home from work today. She told me that Noah had gotten a medal in Tae Kwon Do. She wasn't sure what it was for because there were a lot of kids there today, but Noah had gotten a medal.

I was really proud. Noah has been doing very well and I figured that it was another way for the instructors to let him know that he was doing a good job.

When Misty went to Tae Kwon Do, I made sure to remind her to ask Master Justin and Master Ryan why they had presented Noah with the medal. When she got home, she told me that no one had actually given Noah the medal.

My pride quickly dissolved into disappointment and we confronted Noah. We asked him who had given him the medal. He told us that he didn't know. We asked him if Master Justin had given him the medal. He said no. We asked him if Master Ryan had given him the medal. He said no. We asked him where he got the medal. He told us that he picked it up.

We told him that he couldn't do that and that he was going to have to take it back and then the fit began. Originally, we told him that he was going to have to take it back tomorrow, but after some quick discussion, we decided that he needed to take it back tonight. He does only have the attention span of a three year old, after all, and would most likely forget what had happened before tomorrow.

We took him back up there, all the while telling him that he had done something wrong and that he needed to tell Master Justin and Master Ryan that he was sorry for what he had done.

When we got in there, Master Ryan came over and took Noah into the office and told him to sit down. Noah came right out and told him that he had take the medal and that he was sorry. Ryan let him know that he was disappointed and that he can't take things that don't belong to him. Then he had Noah do four pushups. After we were done with that, I gave Noah the medal so he could give it back. He handed it back and apologized again.

As we walked out of the office, Master Justin came over and Noah immediately told him that he was sorry and that he wouldn't do it again.

It was a learning experience for all of us. Hopefully, Noah learned not to take things that don't belong to him. Misty and I learned that we really are getting the handle of this parenting thing.

Oh, yeah. We also learned that we need to start locking up the valuables.

Comments

Good, at least you guys caught it this time, so that he didn't have time to reinforce the activity/habit!

It's kind of cute that a three year old was that penitent, that quickly.

He knew that we were upset, but I think he was more worried by the fact that he thought that Justin and Ryan were upset with him.

I do believe that he was really sorry. Hopefully he will remember that this happened and not do it again.

Well, we will give him a chance to earn that medal sometime next week. By the way, Noah has really been doing a great job! I am very impressed.

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