Imagine a scenario I'm sure you've either witnessed or participated in:
Little Jimmy looks up at his mom with tears streaming down his little dirt stained face, pain in his eyes, and blood trickling down his scraped knee. He'd been running on the concrete (AGAIN!) and tripped over his own two feet (of course after his mother had reminded him not to run at least one hundred times).
Little Jimmy’s mom (let’s just use one caregiver for the sake of simplicity) has multiple ways in which she could respond. What little Jimmy needs right now is to be scooped up by his mom, given a kiss, and told that everything will be ok.
Instead what little Jimmy gets is a disapproving look, followed by the words,
"How many times have I told you not to run on the concrete? See? This is what happens when we run around and don't pay attention to our surroundings."
Little Jimmy’s mom feels her ego building up because she’s confirmed that once again she’s right. She’s proven to her son that it’s important to...