Tuesday, January 15, 2008

"Calling the Police"

Last night we had the usual struggle to try and get Ethan to eat his dinner.

He eventually got so annoyed with us that he decided to call the Police. He got his toy mobile phone, dialed, and the conversation went something like this:

"Hello? This is the truth. Um, Mommy and Daddy are being mean to me. Yes. Can you come and take them away? Bye."

So he hung up and informed us that the police were coming to take us away. I hinted at Sean to call my phone, which I answered as though the Police had called me.

"Hello? Oh, hello Officer. Yes, I know you just talked to Ethan. There are a few things he didn't tell you though. He won't eat his dinner. Yes, that's right. And he keeps talking rudely to Mommy and Daddy. Uhuh. Yes, I'll tell him. Thank you Officer. Bye."

I looked Ethan and said something like the Police Office wasn't very happy with him, and he just collapsed on his chair, head in his hands sobbing: he was genuinely upset. We were already speechless at this when he whimpered:

"I'll never see my family again!"

He actually thought we were going to get him taken away by the Police! Of course at that point we had to comfort him and tell him that was was all a joke, but we're still very surprised that he took it so seriously, and at his reaction which was at the same time heart-melting and downright cute.