If a room is dark and scary, turn on the light - how hard can it be??!!

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Aaaagggh. Queue me shouting "just turn on the light" repeatedly like a fish wife.

Lost the plot tonight. I just find some of these things that I know he can't help so infuriating.

That is all. Just needed to get it out

Ah, the repetition
The repetition
The repetition
The repetition...

On my gravestone I'm having the inscription "You can say anything to me, but just say it ONCE"

no no no... repetition is GOOD... because when I can hear DS2 chattering the same phrase over and over, I can track exactly where in the house he is, and generally what he's up to.

Since friday;
"What time school?"
About 8.15am as usual darlin...
'What time, who go first"
You go first darling cos u know I wouldn't leave u alone
'What time?"
8.15am
"Who first? I go first"
Yes you go first
'Why?"
because i can't leave u home alone
'What time school?" Is it bus or taxi, taxi taxi...bus taxi"
Taxi darling cos the bus is being repaired
"What time?"

This went on approx 2 thousand times not that I counted, i gave up after 1st thousand over entire weekend...

Let's big it up for palilalia....
Don'tcha just love it, love it love it love it love it love it.......

love it love it

Thanks for this it has cheared me up emensly, considering im now totally covered in horried itchy hives brought on by stress!!!!!. and some days i could just scream over the repitition...... the words " mum mum mum mum" or the squark ( my god it goes straight threw you when that siren goes off) but the best 1 that i get is.

'have we got school in the morning'
no cause its friday.
oh so no school in the morning
no.
'why'
cause its saturday tomorrow and you dont go at the weekend
'whats the weekend' have i got school in the morning
NO school in the morning.

the morning comes and.....

have i got school today
no cause its the weekend
have i got school in the morning
no cause you dont have school on sat n sun
oh what day is it
sat
so have i got school in the morning,

and i have this every fri till mon,

Haha these are all great, it is these little things that the professionals don't warn you about! I have the same conversation every weekday with DS once I pick him up from school;

What are we doing now mummy?
Well we're going to go home
Then what?
Once we're home you have to change out of your uniform
Then what?
We'll have a look at what homework you've to do and practise your reading
Then what?
Erm, well I suppose you could watch some cartoons or play with your cars while I do (insert relevant housework task here)
Then what?
Emm, well, it will be getting late by then so I'll need to make dinner
And then what?

Cue me failing to try and distract him from making me list another 10 things

AND THEN WHAT??
We'll eat our dinner
Then what!?
We can play for a bit, with your toys or watch something on tele together
And then what?
It will be getting rather late by this point so I suppose you'll probably have to have a bath
Then what?
Ok all done now DS
AND THEN WHAT? I NEED TO KNOW???
Ok, ok, well it will be teeth brushed, jammies and then story
WHY AM I PUTTING MY JAMMIES ON??? WHAT NEXT?????
Oh no no you're not putting them on just now, but late tonight
WHAT NEXT? AND THEN WHAT??
Well tonight, late at night when it's dark, not now, definitely not now, you'll go to bed

NOOOOO I DON'T WANT TO GO TO BED, I'M NOT GOING TO BED!!!! NO NO!!

And then he has a huge meltdown in the playground

ihatecbeebies our children are twins, I'm sure of it. I have that same conversation (or one very very similar!) regularly with DS2

Hahaha I actually thought the same thing when I read your post about the socks, why is it such a battle every morning just to try and get out the door? You'd think they had enough practice, what with school being 5 days a week!

oh god, don't mention the days of the week!!! I get the following every day on the way to school:

what day is it? and what comes after that? and after that? (all the way through the week) ...

but what's today? and what comes after that? ..... (talk about feeling like you're in a time loop!)

Monday "Mummy what time does school start?" "8.50" (as it has for the past 2 years - it's not changed . Cue 8.50 boy still not dressed sitting on settee watching bloody Phineas and Ferb. We live 3 doors away so are spoilt but I wouldn't mind but we are up at 6...
Tuesday ditto
Weds ditto
Thurs ditto
Fri aaaaaaaaarggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh

Sounds like we all need by 10am.

ihateceebies and imogen another twin mum here.

I can't speak to mine about days of the week. We still talk in terms of 'how many sleeps'. And God forbid I tell them what's happening on Thursday on a Monday....

Monday:
Am I going to hospital today?
No, you're going on Thursday
How many sleeps?
3 sleeps

10 minutes later
Am I going to hospital today?
(repeat ad-infinitum until the school bus comes and I collapse)

Tuesday:
Am I going to hospital today?

You get the picture...

Triggles You're right about it feeling like a time loop. Or Groundhog Day.

I made the mistake of promising son 2 that we were going to go to the town centre tomorrow. That's my evening conversation sorted "we go shops tomorrow Mummy?". "How many sleeps?".

I'm rocking in my chair just thinking about it!

Yep, I have to prepare DS2 for any big change, so going to the high street for a parade and turning on the christmas lights qualifies. We've been trying to prepare him for days, and every day it's "is it today? when are we going?" along with a long list of the same questions every day. Makes you want to stay home all the time.

Although I'm a bit nervous about going to this, as it's going to be very crowded and noisy. Hence bringing the Maclaren Major and DS2's ear defenders. Eeeeek! Just in case!

I love my Maclaren Major. However, my son is nearly 7 years old and is getting too blooming big for it!

Hope your trip out goes ok (whenever it is). Good luck.

It's tomorrow. We've been preparing DS2 all week, but I'm having some tonight to prepare ME for it!

I have a slightly different- more complex- problem; eldest needs lots of notice (and even then getting him out of the door is a bloody nightmare with him screaming "I hate youuuuu, Loser pants, you're not my Muuuum" and throwing himself dramatically across his Mid sleeper bed (so I can't pull him off, plus he's 5'10") And youngest cannot be told anything until the very second as he will simply keep talking about it until A) I implode B) He explodes C) I start searching the cupboards for the stashed valium

Soooo from this stance, everything is a flaming catastrophe of mammoth proportions every time.
Youngest will be sat in car with keys in ignition on busy main road, beeping the horn constantly and eldest will be doing a Jillian McKeith very loudly in his bedroom which is nowhere near the front of the house hence i can't even see youngest!

Once we arrive (eventually) i then go through it all again actually getting eldest out of the bloody car...he generally runs down the street screaming "You're not my Muuum, I don't know you, strangerrrrrrr" while youngest stands there growling loudly and biting the back of his hand cos of all the trauma (which incidentally always ends up being my fault it would seem )

Queue miniacle laugh at the prospect of tomorrow being a saturday and me needing to go out and do lots of stuff....Aaaaaaargggghhhhhh gimme strength!