Who’s the Boss Now?07/24/2011
“Daddy!” Erin yelled as she was about to start our 7th Wii game in a row. I had been researching some local gyms in between turns, and I wasn’t always great about pressing my controller button right away to start my turn. Erin, taking a cue from her dad during his less-than-patient moments, had taken to saying “Daddy! When you don’t listen to my words, sometimes I have to yell,” if I didn’t respond the first time she let me know it was my turn. Eventually, this turned into a game for her, and she started getting a little shouty at the first opportunity. I thought it was funny, in a Kids Say the Darndest Things way, so I let her do it a few times.
But then she yelled “Daddy!!” when I was sitting there, controller in hand, staring at the game and pressing my buttons.
“Hey, I was paying attention. I was already playing.”
“Yeah, but when you don’t listen I have to yell at you!”
“Okay, that’s enough. You don’t get to yell at mommy and daddy. You are not the mommy.”
Erin looked at me for a second, then turned away, muttering “Yeah, but I’m the boss…”
It’s hard to argue with that.