Me: "What would you like for breakfast? How about some nice porridge and banana?"
DS: "Oh yes yes yes, please can I have sprinkles (coco pops) too?"
Me: "Yes, here you go"
He eats most of it without complaint and then wanders off. Ten minutes later he comes through to the kitchen and asks for a snack. I suggest he finishes his breakfast so he sits down again.
DS: "Mum you've done it wrong."
Me: "?"
DS: "You are meant to put the sprinkles on the side, this is wrong". Lip out, massive scowl.
Me: "You didn't tell me you wanted them on the side, and it's all mixed up since you've been eating it anyway."
DS: "It's wrong."
This is how life is most of the time right now. I'm wrong, I say the wrong thing, do the wrong thing, I'm "not right", "Dad says ...", "Miss X, Y, Z says ...", "I'm very angry with you today". It's all I can do not to be angry right back - and even that's not very successful sometimes. Constant loggerheads :(.
You know, when he was little I was so in tune with him, but now we're on totally different wavelengths and I don't know how to change that.