// On consent//
Pretty much my only rule throughout all of my childcare jobs and now my current nannying job is the kids I look after understanding that no means no.
No means no, crying means no, running away or shaking one’s head means no. Whether they think it’s all fun and games, whether they were playing a game with each other that suddenly took a turn for the worst, or whether they’re simply climbing all over me and my patience is wearing thin.
If somebody’s crying, it’s no longer fun, nor is it funny. If somebody isn’t enjoying the game, you stop playing the game.
Eventually, they get it. If you remind them often enough, and call them out when they’ve crossed the line, it gets drilled into their heads.
I can say for certain that most children who are taught that no means no, no matter the situation, are going to become teenagers and eventually adults that still understand that no means no, crying means no, pulling away means no, running away means no, and shaking one’s head means no.
The only thing that means ‘yes’ is ‘yes,’ and this should just be another thing that we teach our kids