W seems to be ending up in my room way too often at night lately. This is a little sampling of what our conversations are like:
Me: Go get in your bed.
W: Mine pillow!
Me: No, that is Daddy's pillow.
W: Mine!
Me: Do you want to go lay on your pillow.
W: No.....My bed (referring to my bed).
Me: You want to go get in your bed?
Silence. He's thinking. Grunt.
Me: Let's go get in your bed.
W: No! Mine! (Pointing to the pillow or bed; either way it doesn't matter much).
Me: Let's go get yours.
W: This is mine!
Me: No. That is Daddy's pillow.
Grunt.
Repeat until one of us gives up (usually me).
Now, why do I even reason with him? I actually have no idea. I know it doesn't work (he is the third child I've had to deal with at this stage). I don't want him screaming in his room and waking up with brother or sisters. If it is his idea to get in his bed, he will comply quietly, or so I assume. Of that I am not sure either, since it has never happened.
W and I have many similar conversations throughout the day. He has discovered the word "Mine!" and turned in to what I call the "Mine Monster."
Everything belongs to him. I try to remind him that something is not his and get the response, "No. Mine!"
Every mom has heard this.
Every mom hates this.
Every mom wonders where their child learned that annoying word.
So, for now, arguments with the Mine Monster will probably be useless. Now here's hoping he gets some reasoning skills soon so I can get some sleep!
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