Friday, July 29, 2011

Foiled Again

Yesterday afternoon and evening I was working in the yard. I cleared out one garden, transplanting most of the plants to other areas, and then I planted the flowers I had removed to make a garden for my berries. Daughter worked along side me when she got home, and we were late coming in for supper. I hadn't planned anything, and I was tired. I offered her several options. Of course she rejected them all. "I want bread and jam and milk and fruit." She knew, of course, that there were too many carbs and not enough protein. She was stubborn. "I don't care. I want fruit and milk."
After thinking for a minute, I told her I'd make nachos, putting some ground turkey seasoned for taco on baked tortilla chips with a little cheese on top. Then she could also have her milk and fruit. "Never mind. I won't eat it."
I wasn't supposed to figure out how to give her what she wanted. I was supposed to say no so she could argue and have a reason to be mad at me. I made the nachos and gave her a choice on fruit. She chose grapes.
I was quite pleased with the way I short circuited her attempt to suck me into an argument. I was also pleased with the way she helped me finish up yesterday's yard work. There is still more to do, of course, but I'm pleased with what we've accomplished this week. Once the rain stops, we'll paint the privacy fence. I think that will complete this year's yard projects. In the spring I'll put in raised garden for fruits and vegetables.


maeve said...

I wish you could read our latest text messages (K's and mine). I said gimee, gimme, gimme, gimme a break. She wants a new laptop, a new desk and chair, etc., etc. In return she'll get straight A's and go to college. Yep. Right.

Reverend Mom said...

Promises, promises.