Monday, May 7, 2012

(It's Not Me) Talking

So here's a conversation we have quite often at our house these days:

Me:  (tells Jacob to do something)
Jacob:  blah blah blah you're horrible parents blah blah blah
Me:  Jacob, stop talking.  You're going to get in trouble.
Jacob:  blah blah blah Sara never has to blah blah blah I always have to blah blah blah
Me:  Jacob, stop talking.
Jacob:  blah blah blah not fair blah blah blah
Me:  Stop talking.
Jacob:  blah blah blah you always blah blah blah
Me:  Enough.  Go to your room. 
Jacob: WHAT? WHAT DID I DO? DAD!
Mitch:  Jake, she told you 3 times to stop talking.  If you would have stopped talking the first time and just done what you were told, this wouldn't happen EVERY SINGLE TIME.

Tonight's argument was whether or not he could eat popsicles for dinner instead of waiting the 20 minutes it was going to take me to get home from Sara's softball game and boil water for tortellini.  (The answer is clearly NO YOU MAY NOT EAT POPSICLES FOR DINNER and the fact that I have to even say that irritates me more than you know.)  Which just goes to prove that sometimes, the child will argue just for the sake of arguing as opposed to feeling strongly he is in the right.  Because really?  When have I ever allowed popsicles for dinner?

Which is why I was trying to give him away on Facebook. 

I can't believe I didn't get any takers. 

1 comment:

  1. Where is the 'like' button? Not so much like the 14 year old I am trying to sell on your new post, but OMG it is the now 21 year old to a tee.The 14 year old would have offered to make said tortellini so that we could start eating the very second everyone arrived from the softball game. At least partly related to our "whoever makes dinner is exempt from dish duty" loophole in the chores rule.

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