Trouble

photo-1I’m sitting at the dinner table next to Abraham as he pushes his food around.

Me: Abraham, please finish your dinner.
Abe: NO!
Me: Well, it’s not a choice. Please finish.
Abe: I WANNA PLAY TRAINS.
Me: I’m sorry. It’s time to finish your dinner.
Abe: NO!
Me: It’s not a choice.
Abe: I WANNA PLAY TRAINS.
Me: Yes, I understand that. It’s time to finish your dinner.
Abe: NO!
Me: Not a choice.
Abe: NO!
Me: It’s not a choice. You have to finish dinner before you play trains.
(Abe pauses, puts his hands on my cheeks, pulls me in and gives me a huge smooch, right on the mouth. Then, he smiles.)
Abe: Ok, mommy. Dinner. Yeah.

I think I might be in big trouble with this kid.

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