The addition towards the award is the fact that each time I disciplined him, I did so not to "correct" a behavior but to "feel better". See, there are three reasons that one will do any sort of discipline towards a child. Either they are attempting to correct a behavior, or they are releasing frustration, or they are being forced by a third party. So, Jarin got four trips to his room, and a swat on his butt for "misbehaving". Maybe if I was not dead tired and simply wanting to take a 10 min nap in the living room, he would not have gotten these treats.
Onto his actual behavior. I guess for some time now, Jarin will cry, whine, and throw a fit for what appears to be no apparent reason. He asks to go in the high chair, so I put him in the highchair. He asks to get down. He will then repeat this process over and over. Then he asks for juice. Juice is not good enough, he wants water. Water does not work he wants neither, then he wants them, then he doesn't, and repeatedly over and over again. I figured he was just attempting to drive me beyond any form of insanity known by man or Madd.
It finally took his last trip to "time out" (which in Reality was dad's chance to take a shower). After the shower, I felt a little more myself, and in turn, Jarin seem to snap out. Is it possible that he just was picking up on my icky state and repeating it through example? A very high probability since not only for the rest of the day before my work was he super good, eating his food, and not whining, but for the first time ever since being a dad, he actually cried when I attempted to leave.
So while I recovered well from turned out to be a bad morning, I still cannot yet by the fact that I Alec Baldwin'ed my kid. Maybe next time I should just make him a Madd Margie(tm) and enjoy total peace and quite. Hmm, maybe not.