Owen has a new habit. And I’m not really sure where it started, or if he even has any idea how “proper” he’s being. All of a sudden, he wants to wait for everyone in the house to sit down before he starts eating. Mr. Manners, I tell you. (Ha! Hardly.).
Now before you start “awww”ing, let me tell you how this usually plays out. At breakfast, I’m used to getting his food together first so he is occupied and entertained while I make my own breakfast. It used to work out great — he would chatter away and eat his little tiny pieces one at a time while I made my oatmeal or eggs or cereal and we would both generally finish eating around the same time. Now he’s all “I wanna wait for you, Mommy!” “Can you sit?” “Are you ready yet?” “Can you sit?” “Where’s your breakfast?” “Can you sit down next to me, please?” “What are you having?” “Can you sit?”. I’m trying to use the opportunity to teach waiting and patience and all of those other skills that are elusive to a 2 year old. But honestly? The incessant questioning when I just want to sit and eat grates on my nerves. JUST EAT, CHILD. PUT FOOD IN YOUR MOUTH AND STOP TALKING FOR A SPLIT SECOND.
At lunch it’s a similar scene. Usually we’re coming back in from a walk or a morning at the playground or running errands, and it’s a bit of a hodge podge of eating and putting away groceries or cutting veggies for a salad and scrambling to make sure we have time to finish before naptime. We generally do sit together and eat (lest you think we’re always eating on the run… we’re not), but someone’s lunch has to be ready first, and the choice has become 1. make my own lunch first and risk the I’m-so-hungry-feed-me-now-meltdown, or 2. make his lunch first and try my best to ignore the sit-down-with-me-I’m-not-eating-until-you-sit, uber-polite-but-also-very-annoying habit.
Dinner is easier, because we always sit at the table as a family and eat together. Perhaps that’s what he’s trying to tell me after all — that he likes sitting and eating together and would like to do it for every meal. Well, so would I if someone else was doing the cooking and cleaning
All in all I’m sure it’s not the most annoying thing he’ll ever do (far from it!), but for now it’s right up there with YELLING “excuse me!” when I’m talking to someone. Polite (he’s saying the right words to be polite), but incredibly annoying (his delivery could use some work).
I guess they have to start somewhere.
What other polite but annoying habits do I have to look forward to?!