Friday, January 29, 2010

No Crying Over Spilled Milk

"Can you please not eat your soup on the couch?" I ask my 11 year old nicely as he eats tomato soup on my nice brown couch.
Why?" He responds with a tinge of attitude in his voice.
"Because I said so...."

OMG. I've turned into my mother.

Funny how those words just flew out of my mouth with ease. Of course, my 11 year didn't like that answer and continued to eat his soup on the couch. Until I requested him not eating there one more time, then he flew off the couch and laid on the ground with his soup and yelled, "Fine then. I'll just eat here." Apparently something was wrong with the table. After explaining to him calmly that the floor was not a suitable location to eat either, he finally brought his soup up to the table and finished it in peace.

This morning, he got himself dressed and ready for school. Axe cologne on. Check. Hair molded. Check. He then made his cereal and sat on the couch to eat it. (I would have said something if I knew he was eating on the couch...)While I was in my bathroom getting ready, an incident happened. I looked out of the bathroom and I saw my 11 year old in different clothes than he originally had on and he was using several paper towels to wipe the couch.

My motherly instinct was to laugh and point while dancing around yelling "I told you so. I told you so..." but instead, I said the few choice words....

"See my point NOW about eating on the couch?"

His eyes and his voice answered "Yes."

Parenting 101.

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