Good question. I thought about the rules in our house, and they seem to break down into
- Don’t hurt people, including yourself.
- Don’t hurt things.
- Use good manners.
Rule #1 covers things like “no jumping on the bed” and “no playing on the steps” and “don’t hit/bite/scratch your sister” and “play nicely with the kitty.”
Rule #2 covers things like “we color only on paper, not on the walls” and “stop playing in the sink - you’re flooding the bathroom” and “we don’t throw things inside the house.”
Rule #3 has been the hardest one to police lately because 4yr and 2yr olds don’t always grasp the concept of civility, but we’re working on it. It covers “don’t interrupt when Daddy is on the phone,” “use your inside voice - you can yell outside, within reason,” "don’t talk with your mouth full, " and “we don’t put our feet on the dinner table.”
The problem is that children are not half as logical as we hope they will be. I was going to say they’re not logical at all, but that’s not true. They DO understand logic such as, “Dad is a pushover so I’m going to have him tuck me into bed instead of Mom because I know I can con Dad into reading me three more stories and getting me a glass of water, where Mom will only tuck me in, tell me I’ve had enough stories and enough to drink, and walk out of the room.” And 2yr old logic works more like, “My sister has that toy. I want that toy. If I bite her, she will let go of the toy.” In the process, she completely forgets the bit about “if I bite my sister, I will have to go sit in time out, which sucks.”
To train them requires constant vigillance. It requires reminding the darling heathens of the rules over and over and over and over and over until something sinks in. (They have very thick skulls to protect them when they fall off the bed. Again.) And applying appropriate punishments when necessary. And recognizing and commenting when they DO manage to remember the rules. (“Thank you for being so quiet and patient while I was on the phone. Now what did you want to tell me?”) And it’s that constant vigillance that wears parents down bit by sanity reducing bit.