Doesn't
this five year old look mature? I think so. Not to mention handsome.
Well, OK, I just did. He's handsome. Which is why I couldn't help but
laugh today when he reminded me that even though he is growing up fast
he's still working on it.
After watching a couple of hours of TV
after school I told Charlie to turn it off. He protested and started
whining back at me. We carried on a conversation for a few moments in
this fashion where I explained my reasons and he whined back at
them...or me...take your pick. Then I suddenly remembered that I am the
parent, so I sent him to his room. Using all of his near perfect
temper tantrum skills he began throwing a massive temper tantrum on the
way to his room. That, of course, involved stomping and door
slamming. After a few minutes he came back down stairs...all smiles and
happy to be alive. Me: "Do you have anything you want to say?"
Charlie: "Sorry." Me: "For what?" Charlie: "I can't remember." Me:
"I'll show you." (Whine, whine, stomp, stomp, cry, stomp, bang!)
Leaning on the couch in his mature GQ way, he gave a slight smile and
said, "Nu-uh. I was much louder than that." Well, I guess I am the one
who should be apologizing for failing to give credit where it is due.
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