Maxfield and I had an argument tonight. He refused to eat his dinner and I refused to give him anything else for the rest of the night. He begged me for milk. He begged me for a snack. I kept telling him his dinner was on the table and that if he was hungry he could eat that.
We argued some more. Bad moods surfaced. Max wanted to watch his show and I wanted to watch the Phillies.
Right before bed time he picked up his toy cell phone and dialed a number.
"Hello is Ethan there?" He asked loud enough for me to hear. "Hi Ethan. This is Maxfield. What are you doing?"
He paused as if he was listening to an answer from his friend Ethan.
"Oh really?" Max said into the phone even louder making sure I hear him. "You are drinking milk and watching T.V. Okay. I was just checking."