WHAT DO YOU WANT?
The irrationality of a toddler never ceases to amaze me. Couple it with a late bedtime and you find yourself staring at this tiny little demon you created wondering if you should laugh or scream at the insanity.
Carter: “I want mommy to tuck me in.”
I carry him upstairs and tuck him into his bed.
Carter: “I want daddy to sleep with me.”
*eye roll*
Me: “Chris! Carter wants you to tuck him in now so come up to his room please.”
Carter: “Not in THIS room, YOUR room!”
I scoop him up and carry him to our room as I yell down to Chris to meet us in there instead.
Chris enters our room and lays down next to Carter.
Carter: “Ugh, what is daddy doing in here? I don’t want HIM in here. Tell him to go!”
Chris: “Carter, you literally just asked for me.”
Carter: “But there are 2 PERSONS in the bed! I ONLY WANT 1 PERSONS IN HERE!”
A little too eagerly, Chris jumps up and exits the room.
Me: faintly whispering “Don’t go….I’m scared”
At this point I realize I’m in it for the long haul so I slowly put my arm under Carter’s head in an attempt to get comfortable and settle in.
Carter: “UGH. DON’T TOUCH ME! Hands to yourself, Mommy!”
I quickly pull my hand out.
30 seconds later, Carter snuggles up next to me.
Me: “Do you want me to put my arm around you?”
Carter: “Well YEAH!” said in an agitated tone.
I reluctantly put my arm under him again and before my head even hit the pillow…
Carter: “I want to sleep in Deklan’s room with daddy!”
Me:
That’s when I tap out, grab my laptop and start writing this shit down because you have to choose laughter or we’ll all go mad.
