Wednesday, October 26, 2005

And That's All I Have to Say About That

This is my favorite kid story. It is at once charming, while ever so subtly underlining what could be described by some as my near-abusive parenting techniques.

When my oldest son was around 5 years old, I was driving him home from school one day. He was prattling on about some school stuff from the back seat, then asked me, "Mom, what are we having for dinner?"
"*I* won't eat chicken!! What else are we having?"
"*I* won't eat broccoli!! What else are we having?"
"*I* won't eat carrots!--

At this point, I broke in with "ANDREW. If I put SHIT on a plate and put it in front of you, YOU are going to eat it!!"

Dead, absolute silence from the back seat. Then,

"Well, I won't eat carrots with it."

For your dialing convenience: 1-800-4ACHILD 24 Hour Hotline. Just in case.

1 comment:

Michelle said...

I think I hurt myself laughing