One of these days my boys are going to figure out that when I go running for a pen and paper it means that I'm going to write down something they said or did that I want to share later on my blog. But, for now they are blissfully ignorant.
I had such a moment to record this evening & I thought I'd share it now...
The timer had just gone off for the cookies that I had in the oven. But, when I peeked in at them I could tell they needed another minute or two.
Wyatt, my oldest, said (with a touch of attitude) "Why didn't you take them out?"
Me: "They aren't done yet."
Wyatt: "How do you know they aren't done?"
Me: "I looked at them and I can tell they need more time."
Wyatt: "You can't tell that by looking at them."
Me: "I can."
Wyatt: "No you can't."
I could see where this conversation was headed. We had discussions with our boys before about not arguing with me & their father. So, I decided to put an end to this one.
Me: "Wyatt, there is a word for what you are doing with your mother right now. Do you know what it is?"
Me: "What is it?"