If my kids were ever bad for the sitter, I made them pay with their own money. They would hand over their crumpled dollars and quarters, crying… The sitters would feel bad and say, “It’s okay!” and I would snarl, “No it’s not!” and make them take the extra money. My boys each had to pay the sitter once, and my girls learned from them and didn’t ever pay… worked like a charm!
If my kids were ever bad for the sitter, I made them pay with their own money. They would hand over their crumpled dollars and quarters, crying… The sitters would feel bad and say, “It’s okay!” and I would snarl, “No it’s not!” and make them take the extra money. My boys each had to pay the sitter once, and my girls learned from them and didn’t ever pay… worked like a charm!