The great breakfast debate

breakfast

I was having a chat with a friend (who doesn’t yet have kids) on Friday and she asked if my three year old ever has tantrums about silly things; as it so happens this morning’s breakfast was a perfect example.

I will quote you word for word what happened; keeps things accurate for you and easy for me ๐Ÿ˜‰

Me:ย Breakfast is ready!

Him: No itโ€™s not

Me: It is, come in please

Him: Itโ€™s too hot!

Me: No, itโ€™s cooled down. Can you sit up to the table please?

Him: DONโ€™T HELP ME!

Me: Sorry but itโ€™s nice to help people

Him: DONโ€™T LOOK AT ME!

Me: I have to look at you to check youโ€™re okay

Him: YOU WANT TO EAT MY PORRIDGE!

Me: No I donโ€™t, I have my own porridge

Him: YOU FORGOT MY HONEY!

Me: No, thereโ€™s honey on there but Iโ€™ll get you some more if youโ€™d like some

Him: Iโ€™ve finished!

Me: Well done, now let me wipe your face please

Him: (Bolts out the kitchen as fast as he can)

Me: It would be so much easier if you stayed still

Him: You put kitchen roll IN MY MOUTH!

Me: That was only because you were wriggling so much

Him: GET OUT MY ROOM! (The sitting room is apparently now his room)

Me: I need coffee (an Irish one)

So thatโ€™s how my morning started! How was yours?

To give you a bit more context a few minutes earlier he gave me a big hug and a kiss and a few minutes later he was happily playing away. Apparently the combination of me helping him, looking at him, preparing hisย breakfast for him and keeping him clean is just too much to bear. It’s tough being a three year old!

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