Just last week, I picked up DS8 from school. On the walk home I said, "OK, let's get home, you can have a quick snack and then get on your homework."
I am not exaggerating when I say he
wailed, flopped onto the ground and started to cry.
I was floored, and said, "WHAT?! What is the problem??? We do this EVERY DAY! You
know this is the routine! Why are you behaving this way???"
He whined that he was hungry and wanted a snack, so I pointed out that I'd
said he could have a snack, then do his homework.
He said, "Oh...", got up and started walking home.
It was the nuttiest thing!
He's such a good boy that I forget sometimes he is still a
little boy.
