If there’s one thing I remember from my childhood its the hot flush of resentment of being told the reason I couldn’t do something was simply “because I said so.” I’m determined to try and be fairer with our two, and at least give them a chance to give me a valid reason why a particularly daft course of action seems appropriate to them.
First blood has gone to M’laddo on this one I’m afraid. Normally his arguments go a little something like this on being told he’s had too much TV and can’t watch any more:
Me: No more telly I’m afraid.
Boy: But we want to.
Me: Give me a good reason why and you can watch more
Boy: But me want to.
Me: That’s not a good reason
Boy: But me want to.
Me: Why?
Boy: But me want to.
Me: Why?
Boy: But me want to.
Me: Why?
Boy: But me want to.
Me: Why?
Boy: But me want to.
Me: Why?