As a parent, I was totally torturing Em yesterday. She was pretending that Joe and I were sick and was bringing us stuff.

Em: "Here's your juice, baby."
Me: "I DON'T LIKE THAT JUICE! I WANT WATER!"
Em: Ok - here's your water.
Me: "I DON'T LIKE WATER I SAID I PROMISE!"

She just looked at me askance and kissed me on my forehead and said, "You need your nap, baby."

Joe fell out of his chair laughing.

He says, "I don't know My Kid is a pretty easy going awesome kid."

Aimee, I'm busy laughing my ass off at this guy. boy, does the universe have some weird and wonderful surprises in store for him.

also? what Steph and Connie said.

Go Vegas! Viva...

But the fact that mine doesn't is really not evidence of parental incompetence on my part.

Yes it is. You get a FAIL.

(Totally tongue in cheek.)

That is the best story ever.

My favorite tantrum that all my nieces and nephews eventually threw was the: "I'M NOT TIRED" coupled with "AND IF YOU WOULD STOP BEING MEAN TO ME I COULD STOP CRYING"

I just loved that they figured out how to apply that logic and boomerang it back on my sisters.

She just looked at me askance and kissed me on my forehead and said, "You need your nap, baby."

BWAHAHAHAHA!

Also, thpppppppppppppppppt.

I do get a fail, though. For whatever reason, D has flat-out refused to be put to sleep by me at any hour of the night. DH can rock him to sleep in 10 minutes, but if I try, he just lies in my lap wide awake and STARES. Or babbles. Or plays with my sleeve. Or tries to sit up and play. Anything but sleep. At some point in the past 7 days, I have completely lost the ability to be comforting.

And I know it's just a phase, but it's fucking depressing all the same. (Sorry to thread-hijack. Please to be continuing with the adorable toddler stories.)

if I try, he just lies in my lap wide awake and STARES.

It's cause you're so pretty.

Em's newest thing is when one of us tells her "No", she runs to the other one screaming behind her, "I'M GONNA TALL MY DAD/MOM ON YOU FOR TELLING NO!"

Em: "Here's your juice, baby."

HAR. Erin's into being the mommy and we're all her babies. She generally indicates this game is about to commence by chasing us around with a diaper. (a clean, unused diaper)

It's cause you're so pretty.

Mwah. Bless you.

Em's newest thing is when one of us tells her "No", she runs to the other one screaming behind her, "I'M GONNA TALL MY DAD/MOM ON YOU FOR TELLING NO!"

this.

"DAAAAAAAD! Mom said a BAD WORD!"

"Which one?"

"She said NO!"

I have completely lost the ability to be comforting.

it doesn't sound like it. it sounds like he's completely enjoying being around you...