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Sunday, July 10, 2011

Typical Conversation

Before we begin a thorough examination of a typical conversation that I have with Gavin, I would like to set the scene.  It is a hot and humid July afternoon, approximately two hours before dinner, and the temperature inside the house is a balmy 86 degrees.  Until it reaches 88 degrees, I refuse to turn the air conditioning on.  Why?  Self-inflicted suffering, perhaps.  Gavin has thoroughly destroyed the living room, scattering cars, blocks, and action figures so that they cover almost the entire surface of the carpet.  It is in this moment that I have the most brilliant idea.  I'm going to rearrange the furniture.  Yes, that's it!  I'll rearrange the living room!  

Imagine this times 10.


No big deal, right?  Just move a chair here, an end table here, and the couch over here.  Presto!  I'm doneOr, I could decide to move every piece of furniture (i.e. a love seat, a couch, a chair, the entertainment center, and two end tables), and while I'm at it, why don't I just move the TV over here so that I have to rerun the cable under the basement ceiling.  Perfect!

I'd like to thank Arnie for his help.  Don't know how I would've done it without him.


So, in my complete-living-room-over-haul-frenzy (which I assume was caused by the fact that I had so many other, more important things I needed to be doing but didn't feel like doing them), this is the conversation I have with Gavin:

Gavin:  Mommy, can I have a piece of gum?

Me:  (Carrying an end table into the hallway) No.

Gavin:  Why?

Me:  Because you'll just swallow it.

Gavin:  I won't swallow it.

Me:  Yes, you will.  You always do.

Gavin:  I won't swallow it, Momma.  Please, Momma?

Me:  (Shoving couch closer to the far wall)  No.

(Ten seconds elapse. and at this point I've moved every piece of furniture into the middle of the room so that there is barely anywhere to walk. Toys are still covering every inch of carpet.  I'm starting to get sweaty.)

Gavin:  Mommy, can I have a piece of gum?

Me:  No.  (I look to see that he has found a piece of gum, unwrapped it, and is holding it in his hand while licking it.)

Gavin:  Please, Mommy?

Me:  Okay.  You can have that piece of gum after you pick up all of your toys.

Gavin:  (Kicks a car)  Now can I have this gum?

Me:  (Moving the end table to its third location) Are all your toys picked up?

Gavin:  Yes.  Look!

Me:  No, you need to pick up every toy before you can have that gum.

Gavin:  (Picks up one car).  Now can I have this gum?

Me:  No.  All your toys are not picked up.  Keep picking them up.

Gavin:  (Spreads some toys around on the floor with his foot)  Now can I have this gum?

Me:  (Sitting on the entertainment center, wiping sweat off my forehead, thinking about how I hate the current arrangement) No.  You need to pick up all of your toys and then you can have the gum.

Gavin: (Places his bean bag chair on top of the toys that are on the floor).  Now can I have this gum?

Me:  No.  Your toys aren't picked up.

Gavin:  But I can't pick them up, they're under the bean bag.  (Clever, kid.)

Me:  (Moving the chair to the other side of the room)  Then move the bean bag and pick them up.

Gavin:  (Moves the bean bag and picks up two action figures)  Now can I have this gum?

Me:  No.  You need to pick up all of your toys.  Every single toy needs to be picked up before you can have that piece of gum.

Gavin:  Okay, Momma.

*Repeat previous conversation 33 times in the next 45 minutes while I continue to contemplate the current furniture arrangement, decide I hate it, and try five different ones before I finally settle on the first arrangement.  Once I have everything where I think I want it (for this month), Gavin places his last toy in the toy bin. 

Me:  Good job, Gavin.  Now you can have that piece of gum!

Gavin:  (Puts the gum in his mouth).

I begin putting all the DVDs and extraneous items in their place, dusting the furniture, and trying to figure out why the damn cable won't work (funny story).  Approximately 5 minutes elapse. Gavin comes over and sits on my lap.

Gavin:  I love my new living room, Mommy.

Me:  Do you like it?

Gavin:  Yes, I like it!  I like my new living room!

Me:  Good!  Wait, where's your gum?

Gavin:  I swallowed it.


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23 comments:

  1. I just love this post!!!
    It is funny because I've had this exactly conversation (not while moving furniture) with my daughter several times and the result is the same. She ends up swallowing the gum!

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  2. Niiiice! ;)

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  3. Lol, you just made me laugh out loud today with this post.
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  6. Hahaha! I love the "repeat conversation 33 times in the next 45 minutes". That's exactly how it is with my children.

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  8. Oh my that made me laugh. The reapeating questions makes me insane!! My daughter will ask me for an apple (or whatever else she wants) until it's on her plate. Even when I say yes she keeps asking until it's in her hands. Drives me nuts! Thanks for following, following you back.

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  9. OMgoodness still laughing!!

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  10. Wow...those are the moments that leave me either speechless or going insane :)

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  11. That is excellent! You captured it perfectly! I remember those gum swallowing days with my kids. They actually counted 7 years for every piece they swallowed and we made it into a math assignment.

    I loved your post. Very funny! Your dog is wonderful too!

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  12. LOL! Love this post!

    At last! The darn GFC widget decides to show up!

    Have a nice day!

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  13. I need a complete post on why you wait until the outside temp hits 88 before turning on the AC. I'm guessing you live nowhere near a tropical climate like I do in Houston. I'd be dead moving around furniture with the air off.

    I'm adopting Gavin once he stops being so cute and hilarious (see what I did there?)

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  14. Seriously... cutest story ever! ;)
    Thanks for linking up with us at Mom Blog Monday! I am now following you back!

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  15. Does he swallow gum all the time? I'm still afraid to let my son(4yo) try gum for that reason. The constant nagging to pick up toys drives me insane too. Visiting from lovelinks.

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  16. Oh that's too funny. Just love Arnie as well.

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  17. FUNNY!

    I had a beagle dog...oh how i miss him!

    new follower!

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  18. Too funny! My daughter swallowed gum for the longest time! LOL

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  19. Great story! I can TOTALLY relate to that. My own little guy can't talk yet, but I'm sure I'm in for hundreds of thousands of those conversations.... Oh great!

    P.S. Arnie is adorable! I had a beagle, Herby, when I was a kid!


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  20. So funny and so related to me and my home.

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