If Only!
My no-longer-baby Guppy has decidedly entered his terrible twos. He’s still sweet and good natured, so things are not so much terrible as trying. Yesterday I had to chase him down to get him dressed, as he wouldn’t come to me. I finally got him up in a bear hug.
He turned to me with his frowny face, the one that always makes me laugh, and said, “Have some consideration, Mommy!” (A phrase he parrots of his older brother, 4yo Drake, who gleaned it from a story in George and Martha Round and Round. I think they think it means “Stop bothering me!”)
Drake, overhearing this, called out, “Mom doesn’t need consideration!”
Well, “needs” and “gets” are two very different things.