So we had one of those mornings today.
Max woke up early even after going to bed
pretty late last night. He woke me up by peeing and flushing the
toilet in the hall with the bathroom door wide open. Then....
He was instantly bored.
He stood in my room for awhile and hovered over my bed.
Super Annoying.
Then he figured he would go
clean the playroom, which is nice but it woke
up his brother who was sleeping in the next room.
Not nice.
After he had successfully woken up everyone
in the family. He and Sam proceeded to
say how bored they were.
Can I tell you how much I hate this word now?
It gets used way too much in this house. I believe being bored is a choice so I decided to make a rule: everytime one of the kids
comes up to me and says they are bored and there is nothing to do they owe me a quarter. Maybe I should be better but sometimes I am fresh out of circus tricks and people need to entertain themselves.
About 1/2 an hour later all three boys are doing this 3D Alligator puzzle and they are all fighting.
So I tell Max to go upstairs and find something
else to do since he has done the puzzle a dozen times before.
He tells me that, "this whole morning has been boring." So I tell him that he owes me a quarter.
He tells me that he doesn't like that rule and if I'm going to have that rule then he doesn't want to live here.
He proceeds out the door.
Sam is stressing because he thinks he may never see his brother again. I'm pretty sure he is not going past the porch in his pajamas and no jacket or shoes.
I'm right.
He comes back in 5 minutes later to get his jacket and heads back out. After about 10 minutes I checked on him and he told me that I had the "dumbest rules on Earth." 10 minutes later I checked in again to snap a picture of the lovely image.
Looks pretty boring to me.
I had a shower and came downstairs to find Max had decided to "come home" after 45 minutes of sitting on the porch. He did try to negotiate his way out of this rule and I shut that down pretty quick. He made his choice and decided to stay.Oh, and as we are having our "discussion" in the hallway, I am standing in my towel. Then my Father in Law comes to the door.
Sorry Glen.
Needless to say, I haven't heard the
word bored the rest of the day.
But it's only 1pm.