We are sitting at dinner tonight, the GID, Harrison and I. And at the end of dinner Harrison asks if he can go outside. Now mind you, he's getting over a bug and it's now 7:15 at night. (yes, it was a late dinner...) I tell him that we can't go out anymore tonight because it's cold and dark. Although really, he knew he couldn't before he even asked.
He whines. Oh, the surprise. It had been an exceptionally whiny evening.
Once again, I say, "Harrison, it's too late, we can play inside and go outside tomorrow."
"Gooo oouwwt-siiide! Maaw-Meee!"
I think, Is he serious?
I'm done. I actually ask--
"Are you really going to ask a question that you know the answer is "no" to, just so that I can say "no" to you and then you can whine about it?"
I really just said that to a two-year-old.
He looks at me. Silence. Then--
"Yaaassh."
I need a glass of wine.
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5 comments:
Oh that's funny. Mommy knows best!
oh... i would say that that was funny but the EXACT same thing is happening here on a daily basis. i SO know the frustration and feel your pain!! :)
LOL, I can't believe he actually answered you yes!!!
I feel your pain, too. A LOT of whining going on lately. Very, VERY tiresome.
Oh, I 've been there. Don't think I got such a rational response, though!
Ha Ha Ha....you just had to ask...he he he. :)
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