Today, I took the kids with me to work... Tripp was feeling really rambunctious, which is not unusual. After running wide open in the church and being scolded several times, I took him to the bathroom. I stood him on the counter and I told him to look at me. in the eyes.
The conversation went something like this:
Me: Tripp, you look at me when I am talking to you.
Tripp: yes, yes ma'am.
Me: Tripp, I want to know why you don't listen to me when I tell you to stop. I want you to calm down. Now, tell me why you don't listen to me.
Tripp: Well, it is just my brain.
Me: What does your brain do?
Tripp: It tells me not to listen.
What am I gonna do with this kid?
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