Thursday, December 2, 2010

Sassy Pants

There are two reasons I am thankful I do not have a daughter. Reason #1: I would be in some serious debt because there are way too many cute little girl clothes and toys. Reason #2: If I had to deal with any more sassiness in this household I would go insane in the membrane.

So I woke up this morning to get everybody ready to take Slaten to preschool. I started off my morning by coughing up a lung in the bathroom which woke up my sweet little Cullen. He was in such a good mood. I went to put his clothes on and then Slaten woke up. Slaten was in rare form. He kept saying, "I don't want to go to preschool. I hate preschool." I hate when he says hate.. I try not to say it around him too much, but you never realize how much you say something until you try to quit. I had to explain that no matter how bad he didn't want to go, we were going and he would have a good time like he always does. I got him dressed and grabbed his winter coat since it was really chilly out.

Now if you know Sweet husband well enough, you know that he loves jackets, coats, fleeces, hoodies.. all the winter essentials. Well he's now passed this obsession on to our 3 year old. He saw his coat and said, "Oh it's my North Face jacket." (It's not). He then had to show me all the little details about his coat... just like daddy.
"Here is the zipper and the hood. It has these little strap things and these buttons."
He cracks me up. SO after he showed me every detail I was finally able to put the thing on him, only to walk 5 feet to the car and take it off because he won't fit in his seat with it on.

On the drive to school we continued our argument about going to preschool. He started to get REALLY sassy so I said, "You better watch that sassy mouth!" He then said to me, "I am sick of this! I am tired of fighting!!" Wow... Really Slaten?!? I couldn't help but laugh. He sounds like such a little adult sometimes. And no he didn't learn that from mommy and daddy... I honestly have no clue where he learned that. We finally arrived at our destination and waited in the car line. He got out of his seat and sat up front with me until it was his turn to get out of the car. He then said, "I'm not going in there."
I said, "You have to. You're going to have fun. You haven't seen your friends since before Thanksgiving."
He said, "You've ruined my life!!"

What?!? Now I knew I'd have moments like this when he was say.. 15.. but 3?!? I've already ruined his life?? What a bad mommy sending him to preschool. I laughed so hard. When he got out of the car he was so mad. He stomped as hard as he could all the way into the building. I just smiled because it wasn't going to be me who had to deal with his sassiness for the next 4 hours (insert evil mommy laugh here). Luckily when I picked him up I wasn't pulled aside for the dreaded "Your child is a problem child" talk. I guess his attitude changed once he was with his friends.

Well now he's awake. Hopefully a nap did him some good!


  1. You are too funny. Oh, and I totally hear you on the cute girl clothes. I always hated shopping before having Sam, now baby shopping is my new obsession. lol. Glad Slaten ended up having a good day!

  2. I don't know how you contain yourself! I'm hoping to one day have a niece that I can buy cute girly things for.