“Daddy, I want to smack you in the face.” He wasn’t smiling.
“You want to what?”
“Smack you in the face.” Still no smile.
“You do?”
“Yes.”
“Then do it. Go ahead and try it. But I don’t think you really want to smack me in the face because that’s not a nice thing to do.” I stooped down to look him in the eye as I said this, a weak attempt at playing upon his morality.
SMACK!
Then he smiled. Â And I felt like an idiot.Â
OH MY GOSH! That was the funniest thing EVER! I’m sure it wasn’t too funny at the time, but I’m sure as you were writing this you had to be cracking up. I know I am.
I am curious about how you responded to that.
A little too early to be calling bluffs. 😉
ooh my wife hates it when i do that!
Hmm… looks like you might develop a healthy fear of your son instead of the other way around.
Funny. My son is six so i can definitely relate!
LMAO! Yeah, I saw that coming. The other day I was carrying my 3 year old daughter and my 4 year old son asked me if I would hold him. My daughter didn’t want me to put her down and I told her that a “nice princess would share” and that she should let me hold her brother too. Well, of course she told me that she didn’t want to share. So I thought I had her, and asked her is she was a “mean witch” now. She looked me square in the eye and told me “No, I’m a mean princess!” – I think they are way too smart for us.
If he’s smacking you now…what’s going to happen when he’s 15?
By the time he’s 15 if he believes that even thinking of hitting me is an option then he’ll be living on the street, and I will have failed as a parent. I don’t think either of those scenarios are in the future!