Just when I thought my children could not find anything ELSE to argue about, they have outdone themselves.
Let me explain...
The weather here in Chicago decided to go all "Polar Vortex" on us, so that means Mommie isn't working and the kids aren't going to school or the next 2 days.
Yay for me (not really).
Being the awesome provider that I am, I went grocery shopping and got all of the essentials that they need to keep them as full as possible: chips, fruit snacks, cereal, hotdogs, the fixins' for a huge pot of chili... I purchased everything that I thought they would all like, hoping to cut down on the riffraff.
I was wrong.
When I woke up this morning to make them breakfast, I thought that I was doing a good thing pulling out the waffle iron. Who doesn't like waffles. I was wrong again.
"Oh my God! Waffles? I like pancakes better!"
"No!!!! Pancakes are terrible! I want waffles!!!" For the next 20 minutes, I had to listen to a 7-year-old tyrant and an 11-year-old Amazon have a disagreement that elevated into a shouting match that almost came to blows. How can something that is literally THE SAME cause such a ruckus?
Because my kids are naturally contrary.
I have realized that they HAVE TO ARGUE. It doesn't matter what it's about. Doesn't matter where they are or what they're doing. It must end in a victory. Someone must win and the loser must be left in tears. I don't know if it's because my house is so divided (there are 3 boys and, if I count myself, 3 girls). I don't know if it's because they just have such vastly differing personalities. I like to believe it's because I have raised them to be such free thinkers, knowing the importance of standing up for yourself and making your own decisions.
Who would have known that my exceptional parenting decisions would backfire this morning? I thought I was doing a good thing, making breakfast. I thought they would shower me with loving thanks and adoration. My mistake.
Now I'm sitting at my kitchen table, watching my kids yell age appropriate obscenities at each other. This fight might just turn out to be bigger than Tyson vs. Holyfield.
Oh and, I prefer French toast, so my argument is irrelevant.
Help my kids settle the great debate. Which one is better?
Waffles? or Pancakes?
Chime in with your opinion below...