He is doing a jerky robotic jig singing the Transformers theme song.

Elway: Momma, *p-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch* (He can't stop the rhythm long enough to ask me a question) Can I PLEASE watch *-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch* TRANSFORMERS?
Me: Well, I kind of thought since Islas asleep, we could do a puzzle or a game or read this pirate book?
Honestly, I am hoping for the book. Between him and Isla waking last night, and Jim and I hanging out til midnight, I don't even know what I slept.
Elway: I was thinking, no. I want to watch Transformers...more then meets the eye!!
Can't say I blame him. I mean it's an awesome show, and we have it on DVD, so he knows he's never missing the first 5 minutes. (I think he and I have a lot in common) But, I am upset. I want him to want to play with me. Any time, and every time I am busy, he gives me puppy dog eyes, a quivering lip (trademark baby Meredith move I'm told) and "but momma... I want to play with you". I hate guilt trips, mostly because they make me feel guilty. Yeah, I hate feeling guilty.
Me: Elway, mommy wants to play with you. I have time right now... how about we play with your tools?
Most regretted Christmas gift of all time: Power tools that "really make noise". As if the noise of him pretending to use them wasn't bad enough. Not to mention I constantly have to tell him not to hammer..uh..everything.
Elway: No mommy. The last time, Megatron said he'd be back to destroy the Autobots!! (You don't say...) I HAVE to watch this one!!
Me: We have it on disc, honey...
Elway: I asked very nicely Mommy. (He says this to me like I am the 3 year old.)
Me: Fine, Elway, you can watch a Transformers. But remember this the next time I can't play because I am busy. OK?
He is thinking.
Me: Well? Next time mommy is busy and you want me to play Lego, remember that we could have played this morning, but you just want to watch a show. So, mommy won't feel so bad, if I can't play Lego next time. OK??
Elway: No.
Me: What do you mean, 'No'? Yes. This is the way it is. OK?
This is verbatim.
Elway: No. Not OK. I want to watch Transformers, and later I want you to play Lego with me, and that's fair, because there is respect when it's Elway's World! Capiche? Capiche.
I am dumbfounded. This is difficult because, he is not trying to be rude, he just has his logic all figured out... and it's CRAZY. Crazy, self centered 3 year old logic. I have to remind myself he is 3.
Me: No. Not 'capiche', Elway! You don't tell Mommy what to do. You are not the boss. I am. You want to watch Transformers, and I am saying fine. But you could learn from this. Mommy wanted you to play with me, but you said no. So I am not forcing you to play. Forcing anyone to play isn't nice. It is bossy, and being bossy is no way to get respect.
He looks me in the eye.
Elway: It is in Mommy's World.
I cannot argue. I don't even know how, so I just nod to agree and start to insert the DVD.
*Psoooow- Bow-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch! Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch--Transformers!*
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