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It is now 2:55PM, Mountain Time, and Christmas vacation has been in full swing for exactly 1 hour.
In that hour it has come to light that Mason has stolen and eaten all of Isabelle’s remaining Halloween candy. I know. It’s a completely different blog post, though, the fact that Isabelle still even has Halloween candy. What really bites (ah ha) is that Isabelle had saved all the full sized candy bars, and now they are gone into the abyss that is a 13 year old boy.
The beauty part of this altercation/theft is the following: Mason has somehow managed, in his adolescent brain, to make it Isabelle’s fault that he stole her candy. That’s right. It’s Isabelle’s fault that Mason stole her candy. Why? How could that be? Well, apparently, it’s her fault because, wait for it, she still had Halloween candy left in December, and she had a lot of it.
I repeated the following phrase at least 10 times in the ensuing conversation: Mason, YOU are the one at fault here.
We worked around the teen aged logic, and I believe we came to a mutual understanding that Mason was, in fact, wrong for taking something that didn’t belong to him and without asking. Now, this is something that I’ve been teaching my kids since they were able to mostly understand English, but it appeared to be a new and weighty concept to Mason.
Once we all that worked out, I asked Mason how he intended to fix this. His suggestion was to pay Isabelle for the candy and she ride down to the Mercantile and buy herself some replacement bars. I told him that that was unacceptable, and that he would go down to the Mercantile and buy the replacement bars for her.
And his response?
And I’m going to quote for full affect:
“I don’t see why I have to go all the way down there and buy the candy when she’s the one who wants the candy.”
Holy crap. Send. Help.
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Only 17 days left of Christmas vacation. You can do it!
Comment by tallulah December 19, 2009 @ 7:29 pmMy brother would do that to me. Eat the very best Easter candy right out of my basket, RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. It was not lost on me ever, how he won no matter what I did. Living in Minnesota, I was not going to get that See’s candy back, no-way, no-how.
3 brothers will make her who she is supposed to be. I had that many and I still haven’t killed anyone.
Comment by Ginny December 21, 2009 @ 8:06 amMason sounds just like my sister. Unfortunately, at the tender age of 37, she still hasn’t outgrown it. Sorry.
Comment by DaNell December 22, 2009 @ 5:19 am