Archie has been perturbed by any parental intervention with his plans, whether they include pelting Carter with toys, or climbing up the TV. As a result, the other morning, he decided he wanted to live without interference.
Archie: I want a new house.
Me: You’re really mad. You’d like a different house.
Archie: No, I want this house, but not you, and not Daddy.
Me: So you want to live here, but you want me and Daddy gone. No parents.
Archie: (firm in his resolve) Yes.
Me: Do you want new parents?
Archie: No.
Me: Who will make you lunch and stuff like that?
Archie: Carter will be my grown-up.
Later, I relayed this conversation to Carter, in case they were going to go all Boxcar kids
Carter: Well, Archie, I hope you like cereal and cheese, cause that’s all I know how to make.
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Way to go Carter! Cut straight to the chase and convince your little brother that parents do indeed have some, albeit limited, uses 🙂
Glad to know we’re not the only parents who seem to be more bad than good to the 3 year old set!!
yep. I had to bite my tongue to keep from pointing out that Carter is the same boy who tackled him for (wait for it) turning off the fan. 3.5 is fun, eh? Of course, now he’s sacked out on the couch and I can’t resist giving him an extra kiss.
One of your posts reminded me of something I wrote when Archie was about 6 months maybe- about the vast swings in parenting emotions. It’s a ride, that’s for sure.
So excited to see you guys!! Woo Hoo!