My youngest son, who will now be known as “The Nag,” is just that…a nag!
If he gets something in his head, he doesn’t let it go until you want to pull your hair out! I try not to tell him things in advance because he will keep asking about it until it’s time. And I’m not talking asking one time, or even one time a day. I’m talking over and over again in one conversation!
Like the time I told him that I brought his bathing suit to a family party.
“When can I go swimming?”
“After you eat.”
“I want to put on my bathing suit.”
“No, I told you after you eat.”
3 minutes pass.
“Where are you going?”
“To the pool.”
“No, I told you that you could go after you eat.”
“But I just want to look at it.”
Then it started to rain.
“Can I go in the pool now?”
“But you promised. You said I can go in the pool.”
“Why can’t I go in the pool?”
“It’s raining. I can’t make the rain go away.”
“You said I could go in the pool.”
“I wish I could make the rain stop, but I can’t.”
“Can I go in the pool?”
“Are you kidding me?”
This is NOT a joke. This is what happens during most of my conversations with The Nag. He does not stop…EVER!