It is in session everyday, all day. I have no one but myself to blame. I could have gone for a pure matriarchy but I thought I was too young and sweet to pull it off so I embraced democracy. Clearly I only did partial research.
Because when you choose democracy you have to embrace opinions of all parties involved. Everyone gets a vote and we all should contribute equally. Lucky for me the other adult in my household is away most of the day so he only weights in on very important issues. The canine is a follower by nature and people pleaser so anything goes as long as there is dinner served. But Little J, he threw me off.
It all started of when he was emerging from his toddler-hood. I would ask instead of tell him what to do and give him options. He choose well and impressed me endlessly with how coordinated his outfits were and his great choice in breakfast food. But soon he realized the power of equality. And before I knew it we no longer had one sentence conversations. Not even about the basic things like going to bed. Every time I direct him to do something I get a five minute response. It usually consists of his view on the subject, his plan of action or the lack of, what my role in the process should be and timeline for it.
Let me give you an example:
We need to take Big M for a walk. Little J: ” I am a bit busy right now, need to put out the fire and go back to fire station. We took Max out yesterday and he is sleeping in back garden. It’s not late yet. I don’t want to go out. You go. He is not my dog anymore. OK, we go but I need to watch TV before school.”
The truth is that he can argue a pretty good case, he is witty and very resourceful and rather entertaining. But the bottom line is it takes us forever to accomplish anything and quite frankly it exhausts me. All I want to say is: “Because I said so”! But somehow I think I might be voted off so I better be nice to my coalition.
I had my hair done on Saturday. Stylist asked me which way I part it but I was enjoying my thoughts too much to think of an answer so I gave her artistic freedom. Once I was back in charge of it I could not for the life of me remember if I part it on the left or right. Neither of the choices strike me as wrong or right so with 50/50 I am in a pickle. I asked my husband and he suggested I look at a photo of myself. Well done dear and by the way I thought of it first. Trouble is I seem to be the one always taking pictures…
See this is becoming a pattern. Like today I remembered not to drive downtown since it’s under construction. I was well pleased I avoided being late for school,but driving back five minutes later I find myself among diggers. More often then I care to admit I walk upstairs and forget the reason for it. I could go on but I forgot which instances I was going to share.
Now young master J has excellent memory. Once I was telling him off for standing on the chair and to prove my point I asked him if he has ever seen me stand on one. He gave it some thought and remembered that last summer I fixed the window blind he pulled off by climbing on that very same dinning chair. But being male he suffers from a severe case of selective memory. Conveniently he never recalls the sequence of getting ready in the morning or to be quiet in the library.He forgets things and it drives me mad. Then I forget all about it.
My system has low memory and little J’s has a virus. But the program is running smoothly!
Every mom thinks her offspring is special. And we love talking about them. I also have a huge dog that everybody else likes talking about. Now my son is three and he is a real chatterbox. Trust me, he goes on and on and I try to keep up. Everybody tells me I should write a book. I wish I could say I remember but I laugh, post, retell and forget. Why not blog our daily adventures? So here goes, enjoy the ride…