This morning’s “conversation”…
ME: Come on, kiddo. Let’s put on your shoes and go to school! Yay!
HIM: laughs, wiggles away
ME: Come on, we gotta go. Here are your shoes. …Come here!
ME, highly skeptical: Do you have to go potty? You just went.
HIM: laughs, runs to toys
ME, exasperated: Do you want to go to school or not?
ME: blink a couple times
ME: You don’t want to go to school, and play with all your friends, and do all those cool activities?
HIM: studiously ignores me, but with a smirk on his face
Even though I like being a smartass (it adds character!), I didn’t necessarily want those genes passed on. Can the sarcastic pre-teen possessing my toddler please leave now?