The Chronic InterrupterStacie Haight Connerty
All of a sudden I hear, “Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. Excuse me, Mommy.” I don’t answer her because I am in the middle of a sentence but I do hold my hand up indicating to wait just a moment.
“EXCUSE ME MOMMY. EXCUSE ME MOMMY. I SAID EXCUSE ME MOMMY.”
I finally stopped talking because she was so darn loud and because I was annoyed. I turned to look at her and she must have read my expression because she said, “I said excuse me and you did not answer.”
“Well, honey,” I explained, “Just because you say excuse doesn’t mean I am going to stop mid-sentence to talk to you. You need to let me finish what I am saying to your father.”
In her typical whiny voice she says, “That is so mean. What if I forgot what I wanted to tell you?”
This is something that constantly happens in my house. My kids are always interrupting me. When I am talking to other people in person and on the phone. Sometimes it drives me completely crazy and while I don’t fly off the handle, it is annoying enough that I need to find a solution.
HOW DO YOU HANDLE THE CHRONIC INTERRUPTER?
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