The boy won...for tonight!

How did he do it!?!  I can’t believe my three year old defeated me!  Here goes:

I’m trying to watch Grey’s Anatomy at 7pm instead of 10pm so I can get to bed early.  I’m folding a mountain of laundry when The Boy starts his routine of annoy Mommy while she works.  Can I help Mommy?  If I push over all these neat little piles that’s helping, right???  NO!  So I take him by the shoulders walk him down the hall to his room and tell him to play with his Choo-Choo (aka Thomas the Tank Engine set).  I leave and get back to work and the plot line when I hear this shaking sound.  It’s the sound of many plastic parts rattling around in a card board box.  Walking down the hall with a suspicious look on my face I find my child with the box that contains the plastic battery-powered train set my mother-in-law gave him.  There is a strange grinding noise emanating from said box.  Upon further investigation, I dumped the whole box on the floor, I found one of his battery powered “Thomas” trains uselessly chugging away amongst the parts.  After turning it off, I then instruct my progeny,

“Boy, (I don’t really call him boy.  I just won’t list his name here.) put the choo-choo back in the box.”

To which he replied, “NO Mommy!” as he stomped his feet.

I then continued with “You will stay in your room until the choo-choo is in the box!” and promptly left to catch the next 15 minutes of Greys.

I come back at the next commercial to find him reading one of his books.  I take the book away and repeat the aforementioned instructions.  Same reaction as before except the use of the “Pouty Lip” is applied.

After another 15 minutes of drama on the TV I come back to find him lying on the floor with his feet pointed at the ceiling rocking back and forth.  Once again, “Boy, put the choo-choo back in the box!”.  He then stands up, crawls into the bed and covers himself saying, “No Mommy, sleep!”.  Okay, at this point I don’t believe him and go back to the last segment of Greys.  Fifteen minutes later I go back to his room and find him ASLEEP!!!  Friggin’ kid won the argument…for today!  I WILL WIN THIS!  Tomorrow when he gets home from daycare there is going to be no TV and no computer games until the GOD DAMN choo-choo is back in the box!  How’s that for parenting!?!

Ciao for now.