Me: Hurry up, finish up your corn on the cob so we can go in the room
Rockstar: Why?
Me: Because Mummy’s freezing out here, the bedroom is warmer.
Rockstar: Or, you could go in the room, Mum. Go on, it’s alright. <insert convincing facial expression and theatrical head nodding>
Me: (Getting impatient) You are NOT staying out here.
Rockstar: But I want to…!
Me: Yeah, well we don’t always get what we want. Mummy wanted you to finish your dinner but you didn’t and so Daddy went to get you the fried noodles that you said you wanted and then you said you didn’t even like them. If your parents got what we wanted first time round we wouldn’t even have had to queue for a long time to get your ….fried ….noodles!
<pause>
Rockstar: (conversationally) Finish my corn?
Me: Yes please.
Rockstar: I think that after I finish my corn we should go in the room.
Me: That is an excellent suggestion.
What happens to you when you don't eat (I'll make up something about the tusks. No, not really)
Rockstar’s EQ is really high. Instead of throwing a tantrum to get what he wants, he understands you and makes your request into his own idea. 🙂
Erm… Well he certainly knew when he was not going to be able to push his luck anymore haha but seriously I think it was the highlighting to him how unreasonable he was being.. Sometimes I think it’s freaky, debating a small child but what do I know it seems to work on him 😛
What NEVER works is “because Mummy said so” sigh. Not your brand of child 🙁