Ane of the daily obstacles to raising 3 boys is the obligatory entanglement in ridiculous arguments.

I know it is hard to believe from the fact that I write a lot, and talk a lot, but I practise hold back in these situations out of self-preservation.

This brings up the whole subject of blogging as therapy…which I will save for another twenty-four hours.


*random photograph alert*

They volition debate the most inane things.

Passionately.

Accompanied by screaming.

Every good argument contains screaming.

One of the near passionately debated topic at each and every breakfast has to exercise with whether Reid(vii) who sits in between Ryan(nine) and Rhett(4) at the kitchen counter should be able to eat toast while sitting at the breakfast bar with his brothers.

Toast.

The nervus of that child to want to swallow TOAST!

What is incorrect with toast?

Rhett who has been vehemently ANTI-bread for the terminal year claims that toast stinks SO BAD THAT HE MIGHT THROW Up IF SOMEONE EATS Information technology IN HIS PRESENCE.

He demands a 15 pes no-toast zone effectually him at all times.

Does this apply to all toast, or are in that location exemptions?

This rule merely applies to REGULAR TOAST.

REGULAR TOAST is divers as any plain white or wheat toast.

You may enter the no-toast zone if you are eating SPECIAL TOAST.

SPECIAL TOAST is defined every bit any Pepperidge Farm Swirl Cinnamon toast as long equally it does non comprise raisins.

Rhett requests that if you MUST eat REGULAR TOAST that yous do so at the kitchen table which is 15 feet away rendering information technology out of the no-toast zone.

This morning Reid was a little fed up with the enforcement of the no-toast zone and decided to insubordinate.

He sat next to Rhett at the kitchen counter and ate toast with exaggerated toast eating motions.

One or 2 of those exaggerated toast eating motions might take even hitting Rhett in the head.

One or two of those exaggerated toast eating motions might have deposited strawberry jam in Rhett'south pilus.

Don't even become me started on the no-strawberry-jam zone.

Just worst of all, i or two of those exaggerated toast eating motions created toast stench air current .

Permit's merely say it was not well received.

At all.

After I separated the toast eating from the non-toast eating, I looked back at the remaining breakfast participator, Ryan.

Ryan looked upward and said, "WHY is Rhett that mode?   Why can't we eat toast around him?   Why is he so sensitive?"

I have no idea, but suspect that it is genetic because I have dealt with this upshot in the by.

Twice.

One time five years agone with Ryan.

Once 3 years ago with Reid.

Evey single i of my boys went through a stage where toast stunk.