That really is the question, isn't it? Who is the idiot around here? You could take a few seconds and rattle off at least 10 that you know of. (Or Maybe you don't know them, but you know their idiot just by the way they were driving in front you the other day). But in reality we are all idiots and we should all take the blame.
Yesterday morning, I awoke to an unhappy 5 year old pouting with his lower lip thrust out as far as it goes and his sad puppy dog eyes misted over with tears. In a very deflated, sad voice he whimpers, "Mom....Ethan called me an idiot." Greg and I try to console him. Reassuring Aidan that he was NO idiot. We both gave him many helpful things to say to his mean older brother. Greg and I both had some pretty good comebacks to our bullying 7 year old. At one point Greg had mentioned to Aidan that he should go to Ethan and point out that he had 2 bikes while Ethan has none...who's the idiot now? (Ethan did at one point have a bike, but got stolen when he didn't put it away when he was told...hence, idiot)
Aidan walked away and Greg and I were laughing at how adorable Aidan was and how Ethan is on his last leg around our house with all his misbehaving. A few moments passed and Aidan returns to our room, still very sad. I ask, "Aidan, what is wrong now?" He replies, "Ethan STILL thinks I'm an idiot." Greg and I roll our eyes, both of us thinking about ways to attack Ethan for all his name calling. I ask Aidan, "why did he call you an idiot this time? What did you say?" Aidan - "I said....who's the idiot with the two bikes!?" Greg and I could not hold back the laughter. I felt bad for the little guy, but Ethan, unfortunately, was somewhat correct. Although, my little cutie may not have gotten the phrasing correct, he tried. He is still not the idiot. I will place that one on us. We (Greg & I) are the idiots. We should have never told Aidan how to get even, or cut-down his attacker. But it makes for a great story!
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