Tuesday, September 27, 2005

One of the many joys

So a while back, when our youngest child Ellis was just a hair under 2 years of age she began to understand the power of language.

To wit:

Reha and I were hanging out in the kitchen, making dinner or something domestic like that. Ellis (the 2 year old) is sitting on a stool, foraging for food and just being her usual cute self. Well, she reaches over and gets Reha’s glass of Diet Coke and begins to drink. We are not normally parents who like to let our very young children drink soda, but this one learned to love the cola goodness from her grandmother and plus she has a piercing yell when she’s displeased. We were having a nice conversation, so we just let her do her thing and drink Diet Coke in all its chemical glory.

So she’s taken a sip or two and then decides that it’s time to experiment. She leans over and proceeds to spit into the glass. Reha notices this and just FREAKS OUT, yelling, “No! Don’t do that!! Gross!” or something very much like that. It’s a fresh glass of Diet Coke, mind you, and that stuff is like gold to certain members of my household. Anyway, it was LOUD, I was even startled.

Ellis realizes that she’s totally busted. She looks sheepishly at both Reha and myself and then says, “Lucas pushed me.”

Now the other part that you need to know is that Lucas (10 yr. old at the time) is basically in a different zip code. I think he’s in the living room playing xbox, hasn’t been in the kitchen in a while now.

Usually when one of our kids does something like this we try and not react, knowing that if we do they will just use whatever cute thing they just did to their utmost advantage. We utterly failed on this occasion.

So for the next three months, whenever we tried to get Ellis to do something she didn’t want or when she knew that she could get someone in trouble she pulled out the “$OLDER_CHILD pushed me” routine.

Now she’s back to just screaming.

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