A conversation with my son:
Jesse: "What are you cooking for dinner?"
Me: "Barbecue chicken."
Jesse: "BARBECUE CHICKEN! I haaaaaaate barbecue chicken. Can't we order pizza? I don't like barbecue chicken. Mom, you know I don't like barbecue chicken. We just had barbecue chicken the other day. We eat it all the time. I don't want it. Can't you make me something else?"
Me: "I can't believe that moms only get one day out of the whole year."
May should be Mother's Month. With gifts for us every day. I also happen to think that I should get gifts on Jesse's birthday as well.
Jesse had one of these meltdowns in the kitchen this weekend after I had told him in quick succession to get dressed, brush his teeth and clean his room. He whined and complained for 10 minutes in great dramatic fashion about me making him do so many things at once until he finally finished up laying down in the middle of the kitchen floor. SkooterPie and I stood there listening to him until he had finished, looked at each other and then started clapping for him. "Well played, Jesse. Well played. Sign this kid up for acting classes," I said stepping over his body as I walked out of the kitchen.
posted by Jesse's Mom @ 2:46 PM
3 Comments:
We said from day 1, "this kid will win an Academy Award one day".
love you all,
Mom
You two always pick on me and JESSE,(DIXIE) to.He is a great kid and I love him a lot,so there.
Behind every great kid is a great parent telling him to "get dressed, brush his teeth, and clean up his room!" (In rapid succession!) We survived it and he will too! The day he tells you that you are the meanest Mom in thw world, you will know you are doing your job RIGHT! Love all of you bunches!
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