Sunday, January 4, 2009

Sunday Night Happenings.

Those instances in parenthood... where you feel like a total heel. A turd. Embarrassed. And ashamed. Don't we just love those...

Tonight at dinner, Oliver wasn't eating his food. (fried chicken, mixed vegetables, and stuffing... in case you were curious.) I have been having to feed Liam his food if I want the kid to eat anything. (He has an appointment with a nutritionist on the 16th.) And I think Oliver is having some jealousy issues. He is not really eating and wanting us to help him eat. Which I will do if I am being lazy and not wanting to fight the battle. I know... shame on Momma. Oliver wasn't listening or eating. Justin asked him to take a bite and Oliver picked up a split pea. Looks at it. And proceeded to say, "see soap. soap." Justin asked him to eat his dinner or get a spankin and go to his room. Oliver just replied, "soap." So, he received his punishment and went to his room. Justin went in to talk to him and Oliver came back for his dinner. Then he picks up the split pea and says, "It's soap." Then we realized what he was talking about...




I was impressed by his creativity. His level of observation. His attention to detail.

I felt like a jerk. A total jerk.

3 comments:

mom said...

it happens baby girl, just remember the moment so that you remember to listen.

bumblebeebags said...

aawwww, dont you hate when this happens. My middle son was being so super whiny one night over EVERYTHING that I asked him to do, so I said "I dont think you love me" He started to cry and said "How can you say that..when you had that baby and you cried...I cried with you!" he was in when I had my youngest son. What do you say to that?

Anonymous said...

ah turds