Getting Q to read every night before bed is always a struggle.
"But I already know how to read," is his argument. So do I, but I still read all the time. I'm trying to pass on my love of reading - the beginning of an exciting, new world - but he'll have none of it. He doesn't understand my passion, especially when I can do the reading for him. One particular night last week, he was really putting up a fight. He would read a word perfectly in one sentence and then suffer from instantaneous amnesia and totally forget the word in the next. Finally, I had enough. We put the book away and turned out the lights.
I could hear him whimpering, so I asked what was wrong.
Q: I'm gonna be on the naughty list for sure!! *sob*
Me: Well, what do you think you can do to change that?
Q: It's too late. *BAWL*
Me: I don't think it's ever too late to start behaving well. Why do you want to be good? So you can be on the nice list? Or so you can be a good person?
Q: So I can be on the nice list.
Q: ....aaaaaaaaand so I can be a nice person...
He gets two points for being smart.
And "Santa" already bought all the presents, so he's spared for this year. This year, which will probably be the last year, he believes in Santa.