M: I need you to start picking up your toys now.
YS: (whining) I don't want to pick them up. I want you to do it.
M: (confident that logic will prevail) If I pick up your toys, I'm going to put them away in my closet for a week and you won't be able to play with them.
YS: (with a slow grin) That's OK. You do it. I only want this one toy.
M: (sotto voce) crap....
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Scenes from a life: Young Son
Setting: Young Son's room, 2004. Young Son, age 4, and Mom are having a heated discussion.
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