That's what Lex told me he was doing.
He was very annoyed that I wouldn't let him by me to go play with the other kids next door. He had just dumped out his toys (after his older brother had just cleaned his room) and I thought he needed to pick them up before he left.
He told me he wasn't going to do it. He told me to do it.
I wouldn't let him by me to get out the door.
We sat on the floor right here for at least twenty minutes. It seemed much longer. I was getting really bored. It is really difficult for me to sit in one place so long, but Lex is very fast and sneaky and I knew he'd run away if I tried to do anything else.
I tried to tell him it would only take him a few minutes to pick them up. He told me it would only take me a few minutes to pick them up. He refused to help me pick them up.
I think I may have been beating my head on the floor when Israel went in there because I didn't notice he went that direction after asking us what we were going on the floor.
I just saw him come out, give Lex a hug and say, "I cleaned it up for you, Buddy! Do you love me or what? I love you."
And then Lex looked at me and said, "It's done! Now I can go play."
I didn't know if Israel helped me or completely undermined any progress I liked to believe I was making. Either way, I'm pretty sure I got him first as sort of an advance reward for dealing with what was to come: Lex.
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