And That's Why We Can't Lie to Him

All weekend, Will has been working on perfecting his cutting skills. He has loved just sitting around with his safety scissors and some paper and making various cuts. It's actually kept him occupied for a good chunk of the weekend, and when I asked him what his favorite part of the day was, he only hesitated briefly before he said, "Um....cutting."

Last night, our church had their annual Advent Workshop, which is where they have lots of crafts for the kids and then dinner afterward. We decided to take Will for the first time, and I thought it would be right up his alley. He, however, wanted to stay home and cut paper. So, we did what any normal parents would do and told him that we were going to the Paper Cutting Party. I thought for sure that there would be tons of crafts that for one reason or another had something to do with cutting, so I thought we were safe. But, boy was I wrong. People far more intelligent than I had planned this event and thus knew that it was wise to avoid giving lots of children lots of pairs of scissors. Therefore, not ONE of the activities required any sort of cutting, and there were no scissors to be found anywhere. So, again, we did what any normal parent would do and attempted to distract our child! We tried to get Will involved in the available crafts, thinking that he would have so much fun with them that he would forget about the cutting. Wrong again. He did have fun, and he obliged us in making the crafts. But after every single one came the refrain, "Where da scissors? I want to cut paper. Let's go find the scissors, Mama."

In case you missed the lesson here, let me spell it out for you: If you promise something to your toddler, you better make 100% damn sure that you can deliver. Or else, you're going to hear about it. And hear about it. And hear about it.