Today I realized how quickly I shutdown when the boys are testing me. My headstrong three year old does not understand the meaning of "quiet" time, or "stay in your room until it's time to come out". I had an overwhelming urge to give in to his whining and disobedience and sit him down in front of a movie so I could have some peace. Instead of looking forward to spending some time reading books with him, or playing a game (which I had committed to do in my head this morning), his disobedience distracted me, and kicked my hunger for "me-time aka computer time" into gear and I let myself spiral into give up mode. Fortunately, I did stick to it, and he didn't completely get away with his misbehavior.