No, Means No, Means No, Means No!

It is considered polite when at an amusement park, and the ride shuts down, to inform the people behind you that the ride is inoperable and there is no further reason to stand in an unmoving line. I also consider this a good rule of thumb for any line one might be waiting in. My children however seem to have a hard time with that idea.

Here’s an example; as I am minding my own business I am approached by #1. “Daddy, daddy, can we watch a movie? I can turn on the TV.”

The day was fine out and I inform the little girl that I want them to play outside. She left me only a bit dejected.play outside

But in no time I am approached by #2. “Hey… can we watch Netflix?”

“No, I want you kids to go outside right now,” I answered.

#2 skipped away as if watching a film wasn’t her idea in the first place.

As I returned to my task I spied #3 peering around the doorjamb suspiciously. “What do you want little one?”

She mumbled something inaudible.

“What was that?”

More mumbling.

“Speak up, little girl.”

Her mumbling got quieter.

“Can’t hear you!”

#3 takes a deep, irritated breath, and I still could not hear her.

“I don’t know what you want, but go play outside,” I finally exclaimed.

Suddenly, I could hear her whining something about “only wanting to see a movie.”

While shaking my head, I turned back to my chore, and hear the loud steps of #4 approaching. I turned on her like a bear. “Are you going to ask me to watch a movie?” Her jaw dropped as if the words were physically yanked out of her mouth. “Out! Go outside with your sisters!” I shouted with my arm pointing in the wrong direction.beautiful day to play outside

As #4 hurried out of the room, #5 trotted in as if on queue. I stared at him unbelieving that he had not heard me speaking to his sister, and on hearing his request I was amazed to find that he had not been listening to our conversation.

Well, perhaps I should have been more patient, but five in a row would strain the patience of a saint. And like a poor overworked amusement park employee, tired of being asked if the ride was open while a “closed” sign hung behind him, I threw everyone outside and slammed the door, hoping against hope that I might finish what I was doing. And again like an amusement park employee, I could not remember what that was.

9 thoughts on “No, Means No, Means No, Means No!

  1. Wow, story of my life. It sure gets super frustrating when you are asked the same question over and over again, especially you know clear well that they already know the answer. At least you got them outside!

  2. My three kids pull this on me … one will ask and get turned down. He or she will then goad the other two into asking in an attempt to wear me down. It rarely works, but in a way you have to admire their persistence! 🙂

  3. I can’t tell you the number of times, “I still say no!” comes out of my mouth regarding TV/computer/iPod/DS, etc. Nor can I fathom how many times my brilliant children will ask, as if I’ve forgotten I’ve said “No” in that past 45 seconds… Sigh…

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