We are going through a stage with Grant (courtesy of Aid's previous stage) of finicky eating. Mimicking his brother, it is almost 100% certain that when I tell him what is for dinner he will yell, "I don't like that yucky food!"
Tonight it came again.
"Mom, what's for dinner?"
"Turkey burgers and sweet potato french fries!"
"Yuck! I don't like that food!"
Bob: "Go apologize to your mother, she works hard to make us all dinner."
Grant marches into the kitchen... says in his nicest cutest little voice:
"Mommy. I'm really sorry. But I don't like the food you make. Can I have a treat?"
"Uh...no Gant. You may not have a treat."
In a final act of rebellion he firmly states:
"Well, fine then. If I do not get a treat then I. am. taking. my. underwear. off!!!"
Ok little dude. You gotta do what you gotta do I guess.
"Go right ahead, it will make it easier for me to spank your bare ass", Aunt 'Nette
ReplyDeleteNow of course, we know I wouldn't and you wouldn't but its the first thing that would come to my mind.
I think he had a pretty good coping skill actually. I wonder what his solution will be when he learns that naked boys can't leave the house or play outside?
I was too busy trying to keep my poker face to think of anything. The best part was after he took off his underwear he was throwing it around and it fell into the sink that was full of water. So then he had to ask us for another pair. That's humility for ya! lol
DeleteLOL to your aunt! I've had Stella tell me she was going to take her pants off if I didn't. . . so not amused!
ReplyDeletelol. Where do they come up with that? I get the natural inclination to throw something, slam something, stomp, scream, cry....but your big threat is you're going to strip?! WTH?
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