Because I say so

Joshua is asking more questions than ever.  He doesn’t say “why?”, but he always asks “what’s it for?” or “what’s it gonna do?”, which is really the same as “why?”

Me: “Joshua, take your foot off the dinner table, please.”

Joshua: “What’s my foot gonna do?”

Me: “I don’t want to eat my lunch next to your stinky foot.”

Joshua: “What’s my stinky foot gonna do?”

Me: “Nothing.  It’s just rude to have your foot on the dinner table.”

Joshua: “What’s rude gonna do?”

Me: “Just put your foot down, please.”

Joshua: “What’s my foot gonna do?”

Everything inside of me screams, “BECAUSE I SAY SO!!!”  I don’t know how to answer all his questions, and these questions never seem to end.  Today I finally said he needs to hold all his questions until after lunch, but 10 seconds later he started asking questions again.  “What are you feeding mei-mei?  What does mei-mei eat lunch for?  What is she hungry for?  Where is the yam?  Can I see the yam?  What are you feeding her yam for?”

Today was just one of those days.  Sigh.



I’ve been thinking lately that I’m not quite as patient as I used to be.  When we had just Joshua, sometimes I amazed myself how much patience I had with him.  I tried explaining everything to him, answered all his questions, and rarely got angry with him.

Lately though, it seems that I’ve reverted back to my true self–impatient and easily angered.  Sometimes Joshua bombards me with inconsequential questions, and I just want to put a piece of duct tape over his mouth.  Here’s an example of our conversation in the car this morning:

“Mommy, what are you eating?”  A carrot.

“Mommy, what color is the carrot?”  Purple.

“Mommy, what are you eating?”  A carrot.

“Mommy, is it a vegetable?”  Yes it is.

“Mommy, do you like the carrot?”  Yes.

“Mommy, do you like vegetable?”  Yes, I do.

“Mommy, do you like the purple carrot?”  Yes.

“Mommy, do you like the vegetable carrot?”  Yes.

“Does Daddy like carrot?”  Yes he does.

“Does Daddy like vegetable?”  Sometimes.

“You like your vegetable?”  Yes.

“I don’t want vegetable.”  I’m glad we had that established.

I have a feeling I’m less patient now for a few reasons.  There is one other person I’m constantly taking care of now, who wasn’t here 8 months ago.  My attention is constantly split between Joshua and Savanna, and that drives me a little crazy.  I’m not that good with focusing on more than one thing at a time.  Also, I am probably taking Joshua for granted in general.  When I was on mat leave with him, I treasured every moment I had with him.  Then when I went back to work, the time with him became even more precious.  Now I see him everyday and feel like I always fall short of his demands, and I become irritated.

And you know what irks me?  He doesn’t ask Cliff a gazillion questions.  I have no idea why he only does this with me.
Anyway, this is just another confession post.