Lil brother and I are having some adjustment issues now that we are home 24/7 together. Neither one of us can believe the other one rolls that way... Here are the "issues"-lil brother thinks I'm bossy and controlling and demanding and too needy of his hugs. I think lil brother is rowdy and messy and lazy and too standoffish with his hugs. And so the world turns... So we decide to make cookies together. And I let him eat one. Then he begs for another. Even though I said, "One!" So we make a deal-he can have another cookie as long as he goes on a walk with me later. He gobbles another cookie and appears to agree to said deal.
Fast forward to late afternoon: lil brother doesn't want to go on a walk. It's too hot, too boring... And he whines, shuffles, stomps, complains, slows down, jogs ahead, and repeats this cycle the entire walk. So I put my nose in the air, look straight ahead, refuse to slow down or speed up or acknowledge that we are having a power struggle while keeping my power walking pace when all I really want to do is jerk him up by the armpit and wear his @ss out in the middle of the asphalt like a freakin' crazy lady. Just wait til we get home... At which point I announce he's lost all tv/gaming privileges and he can just go to his room for his bad attitude, etc. (yadda, yadda, yadda)...
Thirty minutes later: lil brother comes humbly walking down the stairs, looking (somewhat) contrite (he's not as good a faker as I am) and reports that he's ready to apologize. And I am feeling triumphant that lil brother has finally seen the light regarding his annoying and ridiculous behavior when he says to me, "I'm sorry I went on that walk with you!" ...And I want to THROTTLE HIM while Mr B and big kid are laughing hysterically, rolling on the couch over this brutally authentic apology. So I decide to teach lil brother how a REAL apology should go: "Yeah! Well, so.... I'm sorry I made you cookies!"
And we called it a draw.
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