This morning my two year old daughter let me know she wanted a banana. Nanna, nanna! she cried as she pulled my arm in the direction of the kitchen. So I went in, and saw the two bananas on the counter. Snatched one up, peeled it a bit for her and handed it to her. Happy child!
A bit later she's at it again... Nanna, nanna, daddy, nanna!
Uh, where'd the other one go? I check the living room an find a now empty banana peel. I pick it up and throw it in the trash as I retrieve the second and last banana.
I peel it, a little more than the last time and hand it to her. She grasps it tightly and whoops, the banana falls over onto the floor leaving her with the peel. All pandemonium breaks loose as she stomps her feet and begins to screech letting the whole world know that her own world has now come to an end.
Because, in her world, bananas are to be eaten by holding onto the banana peel and eating the banana. NOT by just directly holding the banana which simply won't do. Oh no! No matter how hard I tried to convince her otherwise!
I then thought I'd be smart and wrap the peel around the banana and have her hold it up higher... Well, that almost worked...till the banana fell over.
Whaaaaaaaaahhhh....stomp stomp stomp...
argh! I can't win!
So I finally took peel and banana and made them dissapear and showed her it was all gone. No more banana left. Uh Boss ate it, yeah, Boss eat banana, bad dog.
She buys this new peice of information and accepts a bowl of cereal. But her eyes and sniffling let me know it is only minimally acceptable.
Well thank goodness she accepted my peace offering...good grief!
Who said raising kids is fun?
Well, ok, they are...but challenging for sure!
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Yeah my boy will only accept to eat with specific apparels. He only want table spoon, not coffee spoon and only apparels from the new set, not the other ones... He is 2 and a half...
That sounds like my house too.. Except there are no children, only primates who REALLY let you know when they're not happy.. How nice it would be if they only yelled and stomped their feet..
LOL... This made my night Russell. My daughters are older, so now I deal with the beginning hormones of a 10.5yr old, who gets easily fed up with her 6yr old sis