Judge for yourself:
"J--, I forgot to sign your school notebook last night. Bring it here along with your homework so I can sign them before we leave for school."
The Intuitive plops down his backpack. I leaf through his papers, sign everything and take a moment to check his homework.
"Honey....you've made a couple of mistakes on this math worksheet. I don't think you understood what you were supposed to do. Your math answers are right, but you were supposed to be looking for a specific answer."
"Don't tell me!"
"Don't tell you what?"
"Don't tell me the answers!"
"I'm not telling you the answers....I'm telling you that you made a few mistakes."
"That's cheating! You're making me a cheater!"
"Everybody else will get them wrong and I'll have them all right...all because you made me cheat!"
"I'm not making you cheat."
"Yes you are! I'm not going to change them!"
The Intuitive proceeds to crying and wailing.
"Look....hon...I"m not trying to make you cheat. I'm not giving you the ans--"
"YES, YOU ARE!" he says with intensity.
"I'm going to go get ready to take you guys to school. You'd better be done with this and have it put it away before I come out of my room."
more wailing and crying.
So....have I raised a child who is so honest and independent that he refuses to accept any help?
Or...have I raised a child who is just as stubborn as his parents?
Or.....Am I just a terrible mother in general, causing her child to melt down over something completely insignificant.
I swear I can't tell the difference between those choices some days.