On Sunday morning, Scorch had a meltdown.
The reason? Bean wanted to have her usual for breakfast- waffles- and Scorch wanted her to have cereal.
When Bean was little (well, littler) she would basically go along with just about anything Scorch wanted- music, food, movies, books. Whatever- if Scorch was happy, Bean was happy. Those days are clearly behind us. At 2.5 years old, Bean knows what she wants and that is that.
And Sunday morning, Bean wanted waffles.
Scorched carried on like she ran over his dog. “But…she’s hurting my feelings! Why won’t she eat what I want her to eat? She always eats the same things and it’s boring!”
Then he resorted to bribery. “Bean- if you’ll have cereal with Big Brother, then I’ll let you play with my basketball!”
He then moved on to bargaining. “Beany- if you eat cereal today, then I’ll eat waffles with you tomorrow!” (all said in a very sing-song voice).
But she wouldn’t budge. Finally the poor boy came to realize- 25 minutes later- that he’s simply not the boss of his little sister any more.