The boys went to bed really late tonight - it was almost 9:30. Keaton asked (okay, he demanded) to watch High School Musical before bed, and I told him no. He started working up one of his very best fits - heavy breathing, clenched fists, a killer look on his face - so in my most soothing voice I said, "Keaton, no screaming. Calm down and use words."
After a moment or two he relaxed a little and took a deep breath. Then, very determined, he said, "If you let me watch High School Musical, I'll give you one of my quarters."
That's not exactly what I had in mind when I told him to use words.
3 comments:
hahahahaha!
So did he get to watch the movie?
No, he did not get to watch the movie. And I didn't get the quarter. This was one occasion when being a mom didn't pay...
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