Ian is finishing up his homework at the kitchen table. Homework for the early weeks of kindergarten consists of coloring, cutting and pasting, and yet we have found a way to do some term-paper-level procrastination this weekend.
Me: I think I have some smaller scissors over here; would you like them?
Ian: No thanks, these are fine.
Me: Seriously, let me get you a different pair.
Ian: No. These are really okay.
Me: Because you seem to be struggling a little...
Ian, through gritted teeth: NO. THESE. ARE. FINE. THANK. YOU. MOMMY.
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Well, we know where he gets that style of response from. The question is, when did you start imitating the other supposed adult in the household, re: "Are you sure? Really, I can help you more, you sure you don't want...?"
Captcha: "dograshi" Can't decide if that's a poodle after the poison ivy or some Asian dog-meat recipe....
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