Ross is a chronic pessimist. He's a wonderful boy, full of love and creativity. He does, however have a serious streak of pessimism. He can have just a wonderful day, full of all of his favorite things, but one thing goes wrong, and he'll complain about how it was the worst day ever. I'm actually afraid that he gets at least some of this from me.
Yesterday, he was complaining about having to do his homework. I was getting frustrated, and tired of listening to his whining. I pointed out that he could have been done long ago, if he'd just quit complaining and do the work. I said "Honestly Ross, I don't know anyone who complains as much as you do." To which he replied "I do. You. You murmur all the time." Touche Ross, I do need to work on that one.
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