We just got back from my six-week post-partum check up. Everything looks good, so I can now go back to my regular routine of exercise and activities. Most importantly, I can finally take a bath instead of a stupid shower.
We’ve got a play date scheduled for today. It’s our regular Wednesday play date, including story time at the local library and then lunch at Chic-Fil-A. Cassie is eager to go, and has only asked me a dozen times this morning if we can leave already.
Days like today have taught me that 3-year-olds have a rather distorted sense of time. In fact, I don’t think they’re even in the same universe as the rest of us, temporally speaking. For example, on Monday I had promised Cassie that we’d set up her little wading pool in the backyard after lunch. I made that promise when she got up at 6 AM. Lunch is at noon and usually ends around 1PM. So Cassie spent seven hours asking me when I would set up the pool. It went something like this:
Cassie: “Mommy, is my pool ready yet.”
Me (as I sit down to eat breakfast): “Not yet, dear. We’ll set it up after lunch.”
Cassie: I already had lunch. Daddy gave it to me.
Me: No sweetheart. Daddy gave you breakfast. Lunch won’t be until noon.
Cassie: Mommy, may I have Cheetos?
Me: No, sweetie. Cheetos are for lunch.
Cassie: But it is lunch time.
Me: No, it’s breakfast time right now.
Cassie: But I already had breakfast.
Me (getting slightly irritated): YOU had breakfast, but Mommy did not. She’s eating breakfast now.
Cassie: I’m hungry. May I have some Cheetos?
Me: No, Cheetos are a lunch food. It’s breakfast time right now. You may have some cereal or a piece of fruit if you’re hungry.
Cassie: I want cereal.
(I get up and poor her a bowl of Cheerios. She sits at the table and inhales it.)
Cassie: Now will you set up my pool?
Me (still trying to finish my breakfast): No, young lady. I already told you, we’re not setting up the pool until after lunch.
Cassie: But I just had lunch.
Me: No, you just had breakfast. I gave you cereal, remember?
Cassie: DADDY gave me breakfast. You gave me lunch.
Me (trying hard not to lose my temper): No sweetie, you had two breakfasts. Daddy gave you one breakfast, which you didn’t bother to eat, and then Mommy fed you again because you said you were hungry.
Cassie: I’m still hungry. May I have Cheetos now?
Me (starting to pull out my hair): No. Cheetos are for lunch.
Cassie: But I just HAD lunch.
Me: NO YOU DID NOT! NOW QUIT PESTERING ME AND LET ME EAT!
(Cassie sits very quietly and pouts for a few minutes. Then she perks up.)
Cassie: Mommy, if you eat Cheetos, then it will be lunchtime.
Me: AAAAAARRGGGH!
My advice, don’t ever get into these discussions with kids unless you are prepared for some serious mind bending arguments. Otherwise, you’ll go crazy.
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That conversation sounds so familiar! Kids can make you go bonkers before the sun is even up!!
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