[Please note, all Amy’s yes and no answers were punctuated by wild shaking and nodding of her head]
Me – ‘What would you like for tea?’
Amy – ‘Tea?’
Me – ‘Yes, tea.’
Amy – ‘Tea? Hot! Please?’
Me – ‘No, we aren’t having a hot drink. Would you like noodles?’
Amy – ‘Noodles!’
Me – ‘Yes?’
Amy – ‘Yes!’
Me – ‘Okay’
Amy – ‘No!’ Shakes head.
Me – ‘No?’
Amy – ‘Yes!’
Me – ‘Yes?’
Amy – ‘No!’
Sigh.
Me – ‘Would you like noodles? Or a sandwich.’
Amy – ‘Sammich! Yaaaaay!’
Me – ‘So you want a sandwich then?’
Amy – ‘Sammich!’
Me – ‘Okay, Mummy will make you a sandwich.’
Amy – ‘No!’
Me – ‘No?’
Amy – ‘Yes!’
Me – ‘Amy, would you like noodles? Or a sandwich?’
Amy – ‘No.’
Sigh.
Me – ‘Mummy will make you noodles then, okay?’
Amy – ‘Look! Puppy! Tat! Catch dem! Nooooo, bad tat, bad Sedey (Seven), OUT!’
Amy – ‘Mumeeeee, doe ‘way! Nooooow.’
Sigh.
And that is where I gave up and made her 2 minute noodles for tea. She ate them all and completely forgot that sandwiches were also on offer. Tell me, why do I bother giving her choices yet?
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24 responses to “A Conversation I Had With Amy”
Oh Amy, you are SO cute!
tiffs last blog post..48 hours…
Choice is way overrated anyway.
“Communism Rulez..”
Xbox4NappyRashs last blog post..Coming all over Dr. Phil
I do the same thing. I think it is some seriously disturbing underlying attempt to torture ourselves.
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Benign dictatorship…
or failing that you could of just made a noodle sandwich and confused everybody lol
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hehe..
the joys of choices.. 🙂
was seven actually naughty?
You offer her choices because you’re a mom and want to give her what she wants. 😉 Now, if only she knew! snort.
Rees last blog post..Seriously? Me?
It gets worse when they get to know all the options. You make noodles and they cry out for sandwiches. You make sandwiches and they cry out for noodles.
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Sadly, my toddler can make decisions when given options. It’s hubby who does this.
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I didn’t give choices. If the kid was hungry, he ate. And mine ate everything in front of them.
Save yourself some grief while you still can.
witchypoos last blog post..Ask Witchypoo: Cyber Energy and the Afterlife
Cute !
Annie does that thing with choices and it drives me crazy.
Annie: How would you like Pizza for supper?
Me: Great. Sausage.
Annie: Okay. Or would you rather have chops?
Me: AARRRGGGHHH!
Annie: Okay, pizza then.
And she does that shit all. the. time.
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hehehe aww so sweet 🙂 You know even when she does understand the choices she’ll still do that just to see you’re reaction 😉
Marylins last blog post..Ah gotz mah kitteh!
Cause you like to see if this parenting thing can possibly get any more confusing than it already is. 😉
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LMAO that’s so cute!
Yah, why do you bother? My mom would just throw some stuff in a bowl and tell me to eat it or starve… I always ate it!
I like the noodle sandwich idea…………. 😉 lol
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I’ll have the sandwich. I’m hungry.
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Choices are good, but as soon as she says “Yes,” that’s IT! Unless you really want to make a sandwich. Typical 2-year-old LOL
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Choices are bad!!! Don’t do this to yourself, being a Mummy is hard enough without the extra complications of ‘choices’ at this age (actually at any age lol!) Think of the permutations when the new one can join in too….
I did what witchypoo did. Keep them hungry and they’ll eat anything…
You give her choices because she needs to learn to discriminate and make decisions and suffer consequences.
On the other hand you could make both choices.
Or keep her hungry and she’ll eat whatever you slap on the table. (sometimes BEFORE you cook it.)
First thing Boo asks me when he wakes up is what is for dinner. And then again when I pick him up from school. He is hoping I will change my mind and let him have hot dogs. Every. Single. Day.
Kelleys last blog post..Wow, trippy man…
When my daughter was young she had no problem making choices. She always knew what she wanted and was usually quite vocal about it. Now that she’s 35 she can’t decide anything! Sounds just like your daughter.
I kick myself every time I give choices. Regardless what Wynnie chooses, when it’s fixed, she screams that she really wanted the OTHER one. UGH.
BTW, is “tea” like a mid-afternoon snack? Just curious.
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