He continued his begging. I continued saying no.
Not really having the patience at the time I eventually and reluctantly agreed but made sure I told him that I knew he would not like it. "Oh yes I will Mom. Oh and we will need crackers to go with it."
Rolling my eyes knowing it was money that was going in the trash.
That very afternoon I heard "Mom can I have it now, please?" So I made up a plate and set it on the table for him. He quickly put it in his mouth and almost immediately made a face. Just as quickly as he put it in his mouth is a quickly as he spit it out. "I do believe I heard a 'that is gross' come out of this childs mouth.
At this point I took the moment to repeat what I said in the store... that he would not like it! This was my opportunity to remind him that I am always right and he should never question me again! Really when is the child going to learn I am Queen and should never ever be questioned?!
What is this disgusting thing that I speak of?
None of than...
