5 more minutes

We've been working on making transitions a little less painless around here- leaving somewhere, turning off the tv, getting off the iPad, etc. Nobody likes being in the middle of a good time only to be told it is time to stop or to leave. I can only imagine that being 3 makes those transitions about a thousand times more traumatic. I have started giving Anfderson fair warning with pretty great success. I tell him when we have five more minutes, threee, two, one, etc. and I end with a final "count to ten" (he usually helps with that, making it an easy process). OK, so I may over and/or under exaggerate the times a bit to suit my needs (he's 3, what does he know about the duration of a minute?), but it seems to work almost every time. Meltdown overted. Most of the time, anyway.