Happy Birthday, Daisy!!!
I'm working at home today so I can leave earlier to go up to Delaware. Worst Day of the Year to make that trip. The paper always has stories about how to avoid Delaware on your way to your Thanksgiving destination. There's no avoiding it for me!
oh well, there will be nieces and nephew there. Plus, tomorrow, pie.
Happy Birthday Daisy! Safe travels Sparky & DH and Lisah and... oh heck. Safe travels everyone!
"I don't want to please. I don't want to thank you."
We had this problem briefly with Emeline. The conversation went:
"Daddy, I want chips!
"Say 'please'."
"I don't want to!"
"Then you don't get chips."
"..."
"..."
"...please."
"Here you go. Now what do you say?"
"...thank you."
"And victory is mine."
"Love you, daddy."
"Love you, punk."
aw ... loving Em ... and MM's parenting (evil genius) style.
one was met with a withering stare and a stern "I don't want to please. I don't want to thank you."
She appears to be channeling her inner Cordelia.
Happy birthday, DJ!
Happy Birthday, DJ!
And such is the benefit of Mommy's Alzheimer's that I don't remember having the "don' wanna" discussion about manners. I'm sure we did. I just don't remember.
I do, however, remember Abby pitching the fit of the century, round about age three, when, after being repeatedly reminded that the channel was going to be changed so Daddy could watch something on the television, she acted completely shocked when it actually came to pass.
And demanded that it not be changed. And Daddy held firm. And Abby went ballistic and was finally sent up to her room where she continued to howl and wail with the door closed, something to the effect of, "You'll all PAY! I'll never watch television ever again!!!!!"