Thomas was giving me a bit of a hard time about eating breakfast this morning. There had been a few other instances of him not following directions so I got on to him about how I needed him to follow directions.
Here is the end of the exchange.
Me (with a stern face and tone of voice): "I need you to follow directions. You are not making good choices this morning and that must change. When I tell you to do something, you are not allowed to whine or tell me no." Blah blah blah.
Thomas: "I don't love it when you do that."
Me: "When I do what?"
Thomas: "Talk and talk and talk and talk."
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry!
Leah, you and Earl are right - skipping right to the teenage years.
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