This is how you would argue your point:
Marilyn: Mom, I don't want this tag on my baby doll.
Me: No problem sweetie. I will cut it off when we get home.
Marilyn: Can I do it with my little scissors?
Me: You sure can but Mommy has to be with you when we do it.
Abby: Marilyn, you need to be careful not to cut the baby open so the stuffing doesn't spill out.
Marilyn: NOOOOOOO! You can't cut the tag off MY BABY!! NO, NO, NO, Abby!
Abby: I don't want to cut the tag off.
Marilyn: NOOOOOOO! You can't cut the tag off MY BABY!! NO, NO, NO, Abby!
Abby: Oh Gheez. You're crazy, Marilyn.
Abby: I don't want to cut the tag off.
Marilyn: NOOOOOOO! You can't cut the tag off MY BABY!! NO, NO, NO, Abby!
Abby: Oh Gheez. You're crazy, Marilyn.
Driving home...
Marilyn: There's the moon, Mommy.
Me: Oh yeah - look how small it is tonight!
Marilyn: I don't want it to be small - I want it to be BIG! Why isn't it big?
Me: I like when the moon is big too, but tonight it is a tiny sliver in the sky.
Marilyn: I don't want it to be small - I want it to be BIG! BIG! BIG!
Me: Oh Gheez. You're crazy, Marilyn.
Me: I like when the moon is big too, but tonight it is a tiny sliver in the sky.
Marilyn: I don't want it to be small - I want it to be BIG! BIG! BIG!
Me: Oh Gheez. You're crazy, Marilyn.
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