me: "Sam, it's time for school. Go get your shoes on."
[time passes]
me: "Sam, why aren't your shoes on?"
Sam: "Okay, okay, okay. GEEEEZ."
[time passes]
me: "Sam! Where are your shoes."
Sam: [Shrugs] "I realized something."
me: "What?"
Sam: "You can't actually make me get my shoes on."
me: "Of course I can!"
Sam: "Think about it. You can't."
me: "Why? What are you talking about?"
Sam: "I'm talking about your pain. Look at you. You're not making me do anything while you're like that."
4 comments:
he has a point
He IS a little rascal.
Oh what a little stinker.
It's time to explain to him, slowly, clearly, that a mother's guilt trip carries more wight throughout the remainder of your life than any nancy-mamby-pamby spanking ever could. It's time, Kerry. Usually you wait till they're about ten, but I think the circumstance warrants it.
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