* "Can you both please jump in the car so we can go to the shop before it rains"
The outcome: As we reversed out of the garage in my car we encountered a torrential downpour of rain. I looked at them both, rolled my eyes and said they should have listened to me. On principle I kept driving up to the shop. They'd have to deal with the rain.
* "Please put the chocolate in the trolley Bailey"
The Outcome: Bailey proceeded to have the BIGGEST tantrum that I think he has ever had, and he's had big ones before. This one was humongous. In fact it was so monumental that I marched out of the shop with the boys in tow and with no groceries.
*"Stop. Stop. Stop!! Stop when I say stop!"
The Outcome: Bailey continued to kick Brandon over and over again while the 2 of them wrestled on the lounge.
* "That's great Bailey. What are you drawing?"
The Outcome: Bailey's response "Duck Bum!" The conversation continues where I tell him not to say that word (bum) and to tell him to say the word bottom instead. His response again- "Bum. Bum. Bum Bum. Mummy Bum" over and over again.
*"Please put your pants on Bailey"
The Outcome: No response. Selective deafness. He continues to walk around with a nude bottom.
* "Can you please stay still while you drink your drink."
The Outcome: Predictably- drink is spilt everywhere they walk and then they both walk through the sticky juice over and over again.
* "Boys, just eat your lunch. No hitting, no punching. Just eat!"
The Outcome: Obvious- the hitting and whacking continues. They seem to be going for the most amount of table each.
* "Bailey don't walk through it. You're making it worse."
The Outcome: Apart from the tantrum of earlier, this event was the next big thing for the day. I didn't yell or scream at the kids once I had discovered what they had done because I actually found it quite comical. Of course I didn't let the kids know that. I had ducked up to the boy's bedrooms to quickly clean all the stuff off their floors so that you can actually get into their rooms, Brandon's in particular. Both boys were captivated with a cartoon on TV when the next thing I hear is Brandon saying "Oh no. Quick Bailey we have to hide." Of course I ran down to them straightaway and this is what I found. They had grabbed a cake mix still in its packet, opened it and thrown it everywhere. 1 packet of cake mix ended up travelling about 15 metres long and a good 4 metres wide. It was everywhere. So as the above words came forth from my mouth, Bailey decided to stop walking through it and start running through it. Needless to say the boys vacuumed up their mess and swept it up and then wiped it up more with a damp cloth. As I said to them both amongst all their mess, if they are going to make that sort of mess then they are going to have to clean that sort of mess up.
Well that was our day. Maybe tomorrow everyone will listen. Hee Hee!
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