I have a confession to make. I am ashamed to admit it. I said something to my child that I swore I would never say. (While we are on the topic, it really is important that you realize the dangers of saying “I’ll never…” when it comes to childrearing. Seriously. There are factors and fates at work that will immediately align things just right so that before you know it, you will discover that you have in fact done your “I’ll never…” proclamation. Trust me. This is a proven scientific fact.)
Okay, on to the confession.
Please don’t judge me harshly. I mean, I heard it so much growing up, it was bound to slip out accidentally. Ready?
Kidlet Jr. was begging and bugging and begging again to do something that just was not going to happen. I gave him legitimate reasons. The bugging continued. I gave him logical reasons. The begging ensued. I flat out said that it was not going to happen. And then it began. The “why nots”. I truly despise the “why nots”, especially after I have given an answer. After being driven to the edge of sanity, I actually looked my dear sweet boy, my precious offspring and said to him…
“Because I am the Mother. That’s why!”
Oh sure, you think you’re above it. You swore it would never happen to you. And there it is. Out there with no way to snatch it back. Like a cartoon bubble hanging over you in silence. Ohhhh, the shame!