Patience

Let me set the scene. The kids and I had just gotten home after a long day. I was making macaroni and cheese for dinner even though all I really wanted to do was pass out on the couch. Drew had been whining since who knows when for a drink. He'd gotten one, don't worry. However, he needed something to whine about so he just kept asking for more drinks. Since I was making dinner I told him he'd have to wait for dinner to have another drink. This is how it went from there.

Drew: Mooooommm!! I want a drinnnnnk.

Mom: Drew, I'm out of patience. I'm done.

Drew: Oh, I didn't know you were out of patience. Okay.

Mom: Oh yeah? You didn't know?

Drew: That means don't talk. No more talking.

Mom:Yup.

Drew: You're not very good at it.

Mom: I'm not very good at what?

Drew: Making macaroni and cheese.

Mom: Hm.

Let me just say that this conversation made me laugh and brought me patience. Funny how that works sometimes.