Not to tell on my husband, but I think his parenting skills leave something to be desired. Take for example his approach to making the kids breakfast.
‘What do you want for breakfast? A peanutbutter sandwich? No? Cereal? No? Bacon and eggs? No? Rice Crispies? No? You have to decide now! You want a peanutbutter sandwich? No? Cereal? No? I’m warning you: Daddy is getting impatient! If you don’t make a choice, daddy is going to make one fór you! Do you want a peanutbutter sandwich? No? Cereal? No? Daddy is getting fed up! If you can’t choose daddy is going to eat his breakfast! Dáddy is going to have a peanutbutter sandwich! Do you want a peanutbut sanwich?! No? Some cereal then? No? Etc. ad nauseum.
Or his bedtime approach…
Riiight, it’s time for bed! Are you going to have a nice sleep?! No? Are you not going to sleep? But Pete, you have to go to sleep. Otherwise daddy will get angry. Are you going to sleep? No? Does Pete wanna sleep on the couch? Yes? Then Pete has to be real quiet. You’re nót going to be real quiet? Then daddy is going to put you into bed! Does Pete wanna go to bed? No? Daddy will take you downstairs, but Pete has to be quiet then.’
And I keep telling him: ‘Honey, would you please not give them so many choices? No? I’m getting impatient!’