What Are You Eating?

And now, a recent conversation with Elias, who is recently wanting to get out of bed at 10:00pm and, of all things, eat something. I am certain that the child is not hungry, and just wants to get out of bed. So I deny him food...

Elias: Mommy, I am hungry.
Tamara: No, Eli. I’m sorry, it’s not dinner time; it’s bedtime.
Elias: No it is dinner time. Mommy, can I have some bread?
Tamara: No, it’s bed time, Eli. Get back in bed.
Elias: Mommy, what are you eating?

(What? I wasn't eating. Ok, So I was eating a cracker. It was just a cracker. And I had mostly swallowed it by the time he came in there...)

Elias: Mommy, what are you eating?
Tamara: Nothing, Eli, get in bed.
Elias: Mommy, what are you eating?
Tamara: Nothing, Eli, get back in bed.
Elias: Mommy.
Tamara: What, Eli?
Elias: Mommy?
Tamara: What?
Elias: What are you eating?
Tamara: Nothing, Eli.
Elias: Mommy?
Tamara: What.
Elias: What.
Tamara: What?
Elias: What?
Tamara: Chicken butt!
Elias: Mommy, can I have some chicken butt?
Tamara: Hearty, satisfied laughter...
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Lisabell said…
When you say "hearty, satisfied laughter", you really mean "The Tamara Cackle", don't you?
11/18/2008 1:57 PM
Tamara said…
Why Yes. That is exactly what I mean. ;)
11/18/2008 3:16 PM
Anonymous said…
I see Eli and Sam matriculated from the same grad school with similar degrees in drive-your-parents-nuts. I didn't see you at graduation, I came in late and sat in the back.

My personal fav is "I need another hug and kiss" (or you don't love me), though the classics are always good too ("I'm thirsty", "I have to go potty"). Then there's "Where's my bunny?", "Can you cover me up", and "I have a secret to tell you".

Sam's PR is 2.5 hours: in bed at 8, asleep at 10:30. Even then, she would have kept going had it not been for the threat of bodily harm I finally resorted to, using my own classic line: "Don't make me come over there".
11/19/2008 8:12 AM
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