August 12th, 2011
My little boy had a friend sleep over last night.
Now, I like this kid okay….. except he doesn’t talk a whole lot. To me anyway.
I find this profoundly irritating…….but whatever…..
This morning my son comes in to our room and says, ” Mom, we’re hungry.” I reply that I’d get up and make pancakes. Pancakes! Not cereal, not toast, not cold pizza, but pancakes!
I’m thinking I’m doing great; not “Mother of the Year” great, but hey at least I’m trying…..
As I’m getting the ingredients out of the pantry, my boy comes in and says quietly, “Don’t make a lot. Bobby doesn’t like pancakes. He says he’s gonna go to his grandma’s and eat breakfast there.”
Seriously? Well you can just haul your lily white tail right on over to your grandma’s and see if she’ll make you a more exceptable meal.
What kid doesn’t like pancakes?
I’ll tell you……..the kind of kid who’s mom brings him fast food of one kind or another for lunch every single day at school.
This is what I call the ”Have it your Your Way” syndrome.
When kids get to choose what they’ll be eating EVERY FRICKIN MEAL they refuse to eat what’s put in front of them. My youngest has two friends who do this. Makes me want to strangle ‘em
My boys are accustomed to eating whatever I put in front of them because :
A) I’m way too lazy to go out, get in the car, and fetch food for them.
B) It’s expensive.
Next time that kid comes over I’m offering him a glass of water and a toothpick.