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3 C's to make kids listen to us more

On last Sunday, we both, husband-wife, were talking about how naughty our 16 months old boy has become. After days of disobedience, our patience is wearing thin and our words are getting louder. Our tot is, many times, not listening to us. He is trying to his break toys. At times he cries so that he can get his wish fulfilled. He is getting little stubborn day by day. However, he has no way of understanding that the things he does; milk down over bed sheet, my office bag emptied out, lying under the chair are some of the minor disasters that aggravate us.
We understand that it's kids behavior that parents want to experiment with different things. And they don't like any intervention in that. But for parents those things can bring a high blood pressure point. When they can't control their anger or emotions and this results in so much of screaming and scolding. After giving a deep thinking on how can we improve my naughty kid's behavior, I find solution in the form of 3 C's. 
These are the three words which, I feel, can help every parent in improving their kid's behavior:
1. Be Consistent: We need to be consistent in what we want our kids to learn. They may not understand what is wrong with breaking toys. But we need to tell them. We must tell them everything which is right with comparing against wrong. They might fail to learn and understand but this is what this first word is about. Be consistent in correcting them. Be positive in telling them again and again. 
2. Be Calm: Anger can never help anyone in any situation. I understand that keeping ourselves calm isn't always easy. Un-noticed reactions and disrespect trigger in us a feeling which is nowhere similar to being calm. But we parents, at times forget a universal law that our kids are growing up and they now have their own (may be different) opinion. Staying calm while communicating with kids is, I think, the best way to attract kids for listening what we want to say, without any anger coated words.
3. Be Caring :  When kids know that we care for them, they feel special. It boosts their self confidence, sense of understanding matters and ability to face challenges. If our kids any way can feel that we don't care for them and that's why they are getting scolded, they may start feeling inadequate. So with correcting them, it's our responsibility to make them feel special. At the end of the day, they are part of our souls. We can't stop loving them in-spite of their harsh behavior. We care for them and that's why we try to shape them in a good way.
Communicating with these 3 C's is not only about showing our kids that we love them, but also moving towards a world where discipline, correction, betterment and cooperation live with smiles, happiness and enjoyment. The key to discipline and cooperation with children is to consistently and caringly point out what is off limits or not acceptable. With consistency, calm and caring we can connect with our growing kids in a better way. And better communication always gives strength to any relationship. 
True is that We can make a difference by being the difference. 
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