If he gets something in his head, he doesn’t let it go until you want to pull your hair out! I try not to tell him things in advance because he will keep asking about it until it’s time. And I’m not talking asking one time, or even one time a day. I’m talking over and over again in one conversation!
Like the time I told him that I brought his bathing suit to a family party.
“When can I go swimming?”
“After you eat.”
“I want to put on my bathing suit.”
“No, I told you after you eat.”
3 minutes pass.
“Where are you going?”
“To the pool.”
“No, I told you that you could go after you eat.”
“But I just want to look at it.”
Then it started to rain.
“Can I go in the pool now?”
“It’s raining.”
“But you promised. You said I can go in the pool.”
“It’s raining.”
“Why can’t I go in the pool?”
“It’s raining. I can’t make the rain go away.”
“You said I could go in the pool.”
“I wish I could make the rain stop, but I can’t.”
“Can I go in the pool?”
“Are you kidding me?”
This is NOT a joke. This is what happens during most of my conversations with The Nag. He does not stop…EVER!
Just another reason why I’m exhausted!
Alexis
babysitting him he is a "NAG " tooo I totally understand why you look forward to bedtime :)
ReplyDeleteI know, but he's so cute! My baby drew! xo fairy godmudder
ReplyDeleteLOL Thanks for reminding me how little ones can be. I have 5 grown children, and sometimes I forget how exhausting they can be when they are young. Hang in there, you are doing a great job! Here from the Twitterhop!
ReplyDeleteAnd here I thought my kids were the only ones :) It IS exhausting. The best cure? Watch them while they're sleeping. All those warm, fuzzy, aren't-they-angels feelings come rushing back.
ReplyDeleteIt's true...he is an angel and sweet and cute...but still a NAG!
ReplyDeleteI really feel your pain. My second daughter is only two but I know she will be a nag when she gets bigger. Already she is known for nuclear meltdowns.
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