The Boy

Me: “It’s raining, you should wear your raincoat.”

Him: (looking outside) “It’s not raining”

Me: “It’s not raining at the moment, but you see how everything is wet?”

Him: “But it’s not raining now…”

Me: “Yes that’s true. I checked the forecast and it’s going to rain again later. Bring your raincoat.”

Him: “My raincoat doesn’t fit in my backpack.”

Me: “Put it on your body.”

Him: “But when I get to school I’ll have to take it off.”

Me: “Put it in your locker.”

Him: “But it might get confused with [person he shares the locker with]. I don’t mind getting wet.”

Me: “You know what, do whatever you want.”

(He gets this from his mother.)

This is the pain in the ass part of being a parent. Especially at this age, I could easily make him wear a jacket, either by putting it on him, or by yelling at him. Or by telling him how “disappointed” I am that he’s being so stubborn about this for no good reason.

He would hate hearing that he’s disappointed either of us.

At the same time, I know he’s trying to assert some independence and as annoying as that can be (especially when it’s over something goofy like this) he’s testing his wings. On the other side, I don’t want him to start becoming argumentative over every little thing. Now if it was 32ºF and he wanted to go out in shorts and flipflops, I’d be more insistent. But I think it’s important to let him have some of these decisions, even when I disagree with him.

Thoughts?

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