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Sunday, October 18, 2009

Don't Mess With Your Mama...

This weekend has been unseasonably cold and incredibly dreary. Truth be told, I quite like this weather, as long as it doesn't go on too long, but Ryan's not a fan. She didn't even get out of her pajamas yesterday. Around 10:30 this morning, as she was snuggled under her covers (again, still in her pajamas) reading, I reminded her that we had swim practice at 1:30. She groaned. Although the older kids practice at 3:00, because I coach the younger kids at 2:00, she has to spend two hours at the pool instead of one. She doesn't mind if her friends are there, too, but they usually don't show up until the later practice, so she has to hang out and be bored. In any case, as she really wasn't keen on the idea of getting up and moving today, I was met with a response like fingernails on chalkboard...

"But I don't waaaaaaaaant toooooooooo..."

Ugh. I hate whining, which she knows all too well, so she quickly changed her tune. She figures if she can make me laugh, she stands a better chance of getting her way (which sometimes works, but not if my mind is made up). We joked back and forth about 1) the fact that she was going, whether she wanted to or not, and 2) the fact that she really didn't want to go. After a tickle/giggle-fest, she resorted to the age-old kid trick for causing supreme annoyance...

Me: Stop being silly. You're going.
Ry: Stop being silly. You're going.

Me: You've been a slug all weekend. You need the exercise.
Ry: You've been a slug all weekend. You need the exercise.

Me: Why are you repeating everything I say?
Ry: Why are you repeating everything I say?

Me: That's really annoying, you know.
Ry: That's really annoying, you know.

Me: If you keep annoying me, I'll make you swim both practices.
Ry: If you keep annoying me, I'll make you swi... oh.

Yeah. Mama wasn't born yesterday.

13 comments:

blognut said...

Heh.

That'll teach her!

Debbie said...

hee hee hee!!!! too cute! mama always wins whether they know it or not!:)

justsomethoughts... said...

at least she still listens.

Michelle said...

Hehe she is growing up. And your getting younger!!!

Shanna said...

Ahhh the copy game...nice try Ryan! ;)

She said...

I adore that kiddo! :-) She's so awesome!

And so is her mama!

mo.stoneskin said...

Ah yes, the old repeating game, don't you just hate it.

Protege said...

Ah, Ryan is funny. In a way I understand that sometimes doesn't want to swim.;) I barely want to get out of bed in the autumn.;)
xo

dianne said...

Some days when it's cold you just want to stay in bed, but I'm sure she felt better and energised after her swim...hope you both had a good time. :-)

f1trey said...

who would have thought swimming was torture! I would have picked house cleaning!

Jenera said...

Oh there is nothing I hate more than the copying thing. Drives me absolutely insane!

Jenners said...

What a familiar game!!! Brings back memories ... of last week...and doing this with my husband. Yes ... you read that right. My husband.

Sigh.

Sometimes Sophia said...

Cute. Just keep reminding her that you can't outfox a fox. Can't she be a coach's assistant?