Every summer, my nieces and nephews visit from Oklahoma.
I had my 14 year old nephew over for a few days.
He spends 37 hours a day on video games.
One day last week, I told him to get dressed because we were going to the Museum of Fine Arts.
Matter of fact, I told him to get up early and fix something to eat.
Cereal. Toast. Oatmeal. Eggs.
After yelling, "GET DRESSED and EAT" for an hour, I finally decided to go upstairs to see what was going on.
That's when he shared with me that he WASN'T going to the museum and that he doesn't want anything that I have in the kitchen.
(cue Jill Scott saying "Word?!?)
I looked at him and politely informed him he had 5 minutes to get his stuff together.
I politely drove him to my mother's house without uttering a word the whole drive over there.
If you don't eat MY Fruit Loops or MY Frosted Flakes or refuse to go to the museum...go back to the house from whence there's none of that!
And what kid doesn't eat Fruit Loops?!?!
When I dropped him off, I laughed at myself on the way back home.
I turned into my dad that day.
No arguing. No back and forth.
Got a problem?
I'll solve it.
(Thrift store: Skirt/traincase/necklace/belt/scarf; Urban Outfitters Prince Tee; BCBG Heels; F21 bracelets)
And would you know that same nephew asked to come back to my house today??!
He's here right now.
Those same Fruit Loops will be waiting for him in the morning.
I'm thinking about going to the fabric store tomorrow.
I'll let you know how Round 2 ends.
Update...HE ATE THE FRUIT LOOPS for breakfast.
Ummm hmmm....just like I thought!