Earlier this week when tiredness was extreme and patience low, The Boy seemed to sense me inability to reason and continued to push and push. I'm trying extremely hard at the moment to get him to say "I'd like…" rather than "I want…". He does use 'please' at the end, but "I'd like" sounds so much nicer.
After half a day of "I want… I want…" and being told "no", I eventually came out with "Well I want a million pounds but that's not going to happen either, so give it a rest!"
I know. It was pointless and an example of how not to talk to your little one. However, I was tired.
He's just finished his tea and all I could hear him saying was "Mummy, do you want a million pounds? Daddy, do you want a million pounds? I was a million pounds." Only imagine it with a slight Dr. Evil twang.