{"id":9750,"date":"2016-08-15T09:14:13","date_gmt":"2016-08-15T13:14:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mayahoodblog.com\/?p=9750"},"modified":"2016-08-14T22:21:39","modified_gmt":"2016-08-15T02:21:39","slug":"never-yell-kids-except","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mayahoodblog.com\/never-yell-kids-except\/","title":{"rendered":"I never yell at my kids! Except when I do…"},"content":{"rendered":"
Kyle, my oldest son, was about 18 months old when I yelled at him for the first time. We were at the park, and he was probably not listening or potentially hitting another kid. To be honest, I can’t remember the details (isn’t that always the case), but I’m sure it was a good reason because the next thing I remember doing is yelling at him. Within seconds, I stopped, looked around and regretted my actions immediately. It occurred to me that no one else was yelling at their kids as a form of discipline. It also opened up a flood gate of memories to my own childhood and my parents yelling at me, my siblings, and each other, over and over again. I remember hating it and how it never solved anything. From that moment on, I vowed to never yell at my kids again.<\/p>\n