March 16, 2009

  • From the mouth of a little booger, I mean babe… ahem.

    Tonight at dinner, Charlie, my ten year old, made juice and poured a glass for himself and one for his little brother.

    Cooper, who is four and still in that, the world revolves around me stage,  threw a fit because the juice wasn’t in the glass he wanted. I corrected him with, “You get what you get and you don’t throw a fit.”  

     This appeased him and Cooper took a drink.  I reminded him that he still hadn’t told his big brother thank you for the juice. To which he replied “But I hate it.”

    “That’s not nice.” I said “You still need to say thank you.”

    Cooper shook his head and put his hands over his face, “But Mom,” He said with a huge sigh “sometimes the truth hurts.”

    piggy back ride brother

    Charlie and Cooper

     

    What do you do you when  the truth hurts?

     

     

     

     

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