My last 15 minutes with Oliver have been like this (my responses are in red):
“May I have a yogurt tube?”
Yes.
“Which one?”
Whichever one you want.
“May I open the new box?”
Not until the old box is finished first.
“WAH! WAH!”
“May you open this for me?”
Yes, bring it here.
Get it away from my laptop!
Don’t drop it on my knitting!
“May I have another yogurt tube?”
No.
“Why?”
Because you can’t just eat them one after another.
“Was that the last one I will get today?”
I don’t know.
“When can I have another then?”
Not right now.
“But I want one now!”
You can’t have one now.
TWO MINUTES OF QUIET
“May I have one now?”
No.
30 SECONDS OF QUIET
“May I have one now?”
No.
WAH!WAH!WAH!WAH!
Thump Jamie as he walks past just to make himself feel better!
Jamie now crying!
Oliver upstairs crying!
Mummy about to cry or commit murder, not sure which will come first!
I can only hope that Oliver's tenacity serves him well in the future!
No comments:
Post a Comment