Yesterday while riding bikes, Hughes decided he didn't want to ride his anymore. He got off and started playing on a neighbor's joggling board. Banks, meanwhile, has continued to walk down the sidewalk. I'm yelling for Hughes to come on and he just ignores me - oh man, I was getting hot! I continued to yell for him - I know he could hear me because I could see him just doing what he wanted to do. He would look at me and then continue playing. After about 5 minutes of giving him plenty of chances, I went down there and told him to get on his bike and come on. He crossed his arms and said, "i don wunt to". I did the magical 1,2,3 or you're getting a spanking, and he slowly got on his bike and peddled home at a snail's pace. I was fuming the entire time. How can this 3 year old already know how to push my buttons?
I'm just not sure this is what I had in mind when praying for the power of speech!