Mondays are hard (and boring)
I am not a morning person, and neither is A. But A is also not a Monday person. It is the worst day ever… and boring.
From the moment he realises the weekend is over and he has to go back to school, I am listening to an incredible amount of excuses and justifications why it is better for him to stay at home.
For a boy who rarely speaks, (he speaks only when he needs something) this is fascinating.
Argument No. 1:
A: School is boring.
A: It is the worst….
A: I don’t like you anymore…
A: Now you have 2 options. Option 1 you go to the shops. Option 2 you stay at home. Which one will you choose?
Me: Hmmm (depends which shop I suppose)
A: You see, you choose to stay home!
Argument No. 2:
A: If I have infinity sweets and I give some to E and I don’t give you any. How would you feel?
M: Very sad.
A: That’s because it’s annoying. It is how I’m feeling because you are annoying me. (I’m taking him to school…)
I hope you readers can deal with Mondays better than us!