I'm partially blogging now to maintain a presence in the kitchen by the table so the previously noted easily distract-able 7 year old has company while he finishes his job.
Me: Eat!
P: Okay. just let me see what they're watching. (he leaves before I can respond,then comes back).
Me: P, take your vitamins.
P: Okay-- oh! I'm bleeding!! (it's a paper cut. he rushes to the medicine cabinet for a bandaid).
Me, after he returns: Come on, let's go!
P: Okaaaay, okaaay. (he finds some silly putty to play with-- why wasn't it put away yesterday so he wouldn't find it today???)
Me: P, take your vitamins before I have to write a note to you father. (he'll see this post anyway).
P: Okay!!! Okaaay! (he is still playing with silly putty. please excuse me as I remove it from his hand.)
I'm back, silly putty in hand.
He eats standing up. He just tried to sneak past my very good peripheral vision-- somewhere around four times.
I can hear him playing with the lid to the yogurt. Why, oh why, can't he just take his vitamins?!?

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