Where we live on Kauai it is lush... when I say lush I mean LUUUUUUSH!!! Green everywhere, plants growing as if the rain was made of steroids mixed with Miracle Grow. Our son, since the time he could crawl ALWAYS wanted to pick flowers and leaves around our yard. Didn't think anything of it until... dun dun dunnnnn... the house swap.... where the families yard is a beautiful garden filled with everything that can grow in Southern California. Berries, melons, tomatoes, squash, you name they've got it. Once Given saw the goodies he was after them!! Poor guy has been able to tear apart his yard in Hawaii and basically watch it grow back by the afternoon.
I have to admit that at first I felt like the no pick it nazi, but once I started thinking I realized that this is respect at 15 months. He has to learn to "respect" the fruit until it's ready to come off it's branch... and "respect" the fact that you can't just get what you want when you want it (something I still learn daily thanks to my hubby!!). When he picked the first baby berry I got on his level and said, "Hey Mr that's not very nice to do to the bush or the berry. It didn't get a chance to grow up. You have to respect the plant." He then tested me with the hibiscus bud and I said it again making eye contact.
Now two weeks into the swap, and after three time outs, he waits at the foot of the garden waiting for me to pick the blueberries. Call me crazy, but I think kids understand when you get on their level and explain things to them. I read how important it is to talk to them like they're there... and as hard as it at times my husband and I try to do that... and I think it REALLY works! When friends come over, we try not to say "Given did this or that today." We try to include him in the story... like"Given I'm going to tell so and so what you did today." Or "Hey did you tell so and so what happened to you at the beach." I know it sounds weird, but I swear it works. Think if you were sitting there and people were talking about you like you weren't there, you wouldn't feel respected right?
And after all the berries were eaten I realized I have to respect this guy if I expect him to respect...