Last Monday Raleigh came home in a bad mood. When he got out of his ME's car, he looked at me and informed me that he only like his ME's house, he didnt like our house, and he wasn't staying here.
Yeah. Good afternoon to you too Raleigh!
He played on his bike with his ME for a while, came in, and proceeded to pitch a royal fit.
He didn't like it here. Didn't want to stay here, and only loved his ME.
After ME left he proceeded with his fit for about another hour.
Finally, after having enough, I gave him a banana and water for supper and sent him to bed. He wanted spaghetti for supper, but I explained to him that I didnt cook for people that didnt love me.
I think this had a big impact on him.
Now, anytime he doesn't take a nap, he thinks all he is getting for supper is a banana and water.
When we came home the other day I was taking things out of the freezer for dinner. When he asked me what I was doing, I told him. His response....?? "Do Raleigh get a banana and water?"
How pitiful is that?!
I've explained to him that he only gets a banana and water when he acts ugly to mama.
Poor kid!