Sep 27th, 2006
Constant Negotiating
I feel as though I would be great for a job at the UN or as a diplomat these days. I spend my ENTIRE day negotiating deals with Colin. He says he wants cereal for breakfast, OK…then it’s waffles…fine….then a peach. Finally we settle on eating a peach while waiting for the waffle to cook. Of course as soon as the waffle is done he wants cereal. And not just any cereal “new cereal” - I think he saw Chuck’s cinnamon Toast Crunch…but I pretend I don’t know what he is talking about, so we settle on rice crispies. All set, until I get get out the bowl…he doesn’t want the little green bowl, he wants a “big bowl” - not the one I have, a different one. Eventually I have 5 bowls, 3 spoons and 2 boxes of cereal on the table…but it isn’t good enough, now he wants the “new cereal” again. Finally for the sake of my sanity I tell him…you are having rice krispies, in a big bowl like mommies, with a big spoon. He relents and starts eating. This little breakfast episode takes about a half hour (after spending about 20 minutes convincing him that he is hungry and we should go downstairs - even though he just spent 15 minutes trying to get me out of bed.)
That is a typical morning…imagine trying to get him into the car, or into a store, or to walk a certain direction in the store. Sometimes I really can’t believe I have the patience for this…but I do. I rarely give in, but I spend a LOT of time waiting for him to agree with me 