December 2009
When Liam and Mommy got home, Mommy did the usual - telling Liam what the "agenda" was for that night. Sometimes we compromise.... that means no arguments or disagreements later. It works well for us!
Note: Turkey has something in it (chemical?) that makes us sleepy (a myth that Liam firmly believe in).
Mommy: "What we'll do tonight is:
1. Homework
2. Dinner
3. Swimming
4. Bath
5. Free time between bath and bedtime (if there is time). Because you went to bed at 10pm last night, you are going to bed and I mean lights out at 8:30, no later. Alright?"
Liam: *Groans* "Not 8:30. I will be in bed at 8:30 but read a little."
Mommy: "Nope, if you want to read then you get in bed at 8."
Liam: *Rolling eyes*
Come dinner time (Left overs from Family Christmas - turkey and the sort)
Liam: "I ain't eating the turkey!"
Mommy: "Yes, you are."
Liam: "I know what you are trying to do!"
Mommy: "What?"
Liam: "You're trying to make me sleepy and get me to go to bed at 7:30!"
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Recording Liam's fertile effervescent mind/scintillating personality.
His mind is on the run all the time, physically too. Hence the word, whoosh.
Also, sometimes because I am overwhelmed.
His mind is on the run all the time, physically too. Hence the word, whoosh.
Also, sometimes because I am overwhelmed.
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