I would love to have you believe that my boys are perfect little angels. Heck, I would like to be able to convince myself of that for just a day. They are brothers. This is evident in the ways they help each other, stand up for each other, and like the same things (did I mention the other day that part of the difficulty of purchasing of shoes was that they kept picking the same pairs?). It is also evident in the way that they argue.
This could be because they are so much alike. They both want to play with the same toys. They both want to be the one to make up the rules to their newest game. They both want to read the same book at the same time. They both think they are always right.
Today I woke up at 7 am to an awful screeching from their bedroom. The boys had woken up early and decided to play until it was actually time to get up. Once I got in there and was able to decipher what was being said, I realized they were arguing over a Lego figurine. I could see this if Lego people were few and far between, but I’d estimate we have approximately 100 of them.
My day so far has continued along the same lines. T has apparently decided what he wants is more important than whatever I have to say. I said no to having a snack at 10 am as we were planning to have lunch at 11 (catching the bus at 12). He tried to get one anyways. I said no to lunch at 10:30 as this would mean he’d be hungry before afternoon snack. He made a sandwich while I was in the washroom.
I’m hoping this doesn’t continue for the rest of the day. We are headed out to the museum and if the arguments continue we might not even make it there before we have to turn around and come home again. While it’s great to have independent children who can make decisions and think for themselves, sometimes I curse myself for encouraging these traits in them…
No matter how dark the day, the sun is always shining somewhere!