It was a typical morning at our house...we were in the kitchen eating breakfast. Warren and I were talking about something or other, when Rhys started asking for some apple juice. Warren, continuing to chat with me, got up and grabbed the juice from the fridge. Clearly no longer paying attention to what he was doing, he grabbed a small blue bowl from the cupboard and started to pour the apple juice into it. I started laughing, and he looked down to see what he had done. He hung his head with embarrassment, chuckled, and then walked over to the other cupboard and grabbed a cup.
Rhys: No! Want bowl! Want boooowl!
Warren: No, Rhys. Daddy is getting you a cup.
Rhys: Bowl! Want bowl!
Amanda: Rhys...we drink juice out of cups, not bowls. Daddy is getting you a cup.
Rhys: No, no, no...want boooooowl!
Amanda: (exasperated that her ‘reasoning’ and ‘logic’ wasn’t working) Now Rhys, cups were designed for –
Warren: (cuts Amanda off) Oh – let him drink his juice out of a bowl. He’s like Steve Jobs. He’s thinking outside of the box.
Ooookay then.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Warren Story
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3 comments:
Some fights are worth having, and some...not so much. It seems unlikely that he will still drink out of a bowl when he's older based on this one experience, but who knows. Maybe your accepting parenting will help him grow up into a super-creative problem solver!
awesome.
I think it's kind of cute. My dad (who is really a 4 year old in a man's body) used to bring me drinks in weird things all the time....gravy boats, measuring cups, etc. It was fun! Perhaps it's time for the Cronin's to start their own traditions ;-0
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