It’s going to be a long fall and winter.
Hayden, my three-year-old, is refusing to wear warmer clothes. He is obsessed with gym shorts and sports jerseys. As long as he’s wearing shorts and short-sleeves, he’s happy.
Enter fall. Enter several tantrums yesterday. Enter my headache.
Hayden is refusing to dress warmly to play outside. I’ve been told I’m stubborn, so I’m sure he gets it honest. But, I was a shy child. Hayden, anything but. Nevertheless, I held my ground. Our conversation went something like this:
Me: Where are you going?
Me: No you’re not, not dressed like that. Let’s go up and get some sweatpants on with a jacket.
H: (Stomping up and down) Noooooooooooooooooooo. I don’t wanna. Gwiffin’s not wearing a jacket.
Me: Yes, he is.
(Griff walks by wearing a jacket.)
Me: See, he’s wearing a jacket.
H: But, I’m not cold, Mom. I’m not. Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease!
Me: Nope. You need something on your arms.
H: But, real football players DON’T wear jackets! Or sweatshirts!
Me: Wear it, or we play inside. You make the choice.
H: FINE. I will wear it. Uhhhhhh.
Me: Good boy.
Hayden reluctantly agrees to wear the jacket, and goes outside. Within two minutes, I spot him outside, in his jersey, and no jacket. And so it goes, THREE different times today. Three tantrums. Three times the fun.
One day we’ll look back and laugh.