I'm not sure where my daughter learned it, but apparently she's training to be a negotiator.
Scene: Sitting on the potty while Mommy waits for Little Girl do something
Micaiah: Cookies?
Mommy: You need to go potty if you want cookies.
Micaiah: Canees?
Mommy: Probably not candy, but you can have a cookie if you go potty.
Micaiah: . . . . Cookies . . . and canees?
Now you'd have to see the face that accompanied that last line. The look that clearly indicated she wanted to see how far she could go with this refusing to potty business. When I stayed firm and replied with, "No, no candy, just cookies. Actually, it'll just be one cookie, no 's'." I got back a simple, "Oookay."
Sigh. We're going to have to invest in Advil by the time the teenage years roll around.
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