Josiah ambled up the sidewalk after school, pulling his backpack behind him. Opening the closet door, he set his back pack down and walked off. Knowing Josiah would be heading to the kitchen to sit and wait for his afternoon snack, I took a moment to unzip his backpack and remove his binder. In that instance, Josiah veered off course.
Before I even realized what was happening, he hurled the flat screen TV to the ground. It landed with a thud. Josiah gleefully began tossing it around on the floor. Without reacting, I scooped him up and marched that boy to his room. I guided him up onto his bed and left. Josiah has been throwing the TV to the ground for a couple of days. I figured with enough consistency he would eventually get the message that TV throwing equals time out.