Let's just be honest: Tuesday's probably not your favorite day of the week. Who loves Tuesdays? TGI Tuesday? C'mon. We all know Tuesday needs help.
So I brought you some! (You're welcome.) For your reading pleasure, I present a brief parenting adventure which may have happened last week.
This is my Royal Princess. Isn't she lovely? She adores babies; she doesn't know she is a baby.
Believe it or not, our Baby Royal Princess (BRP?) can talk up a storm. She knows a million words, and she'll repeat anything you say. So watch your mouth!
Last week, she was mean to her big brother. Really mean. She jumped on his face -- on purpose. Naturally, we told her to say, "Sorry."
Friend, do you know what she said instead? "No." (You can't believe it either, can you? She looks so sweet and compliant.)
But she ended up in baby time-out.
I went to check on the Princess after a minute and found her playing happily with dolls. Then I reminded her that she could come out if she'd just say, "Sorry."
Thinking maybe she didn't understand (it's possible, right?), I said, "Princess, say sorry. Can you say sorry? Sooorrrrrryyyyyyy."
For a minute, I really thought she understood. She got it. Victory!
But this is what she said:
Changing tactics, I told her to say, "Please," since I knew for sure she could say that. She said, "No."
I said, "Say please?" ("No.")
"Say nice?" ("No.")
"Say yes?" ("No.") *sigh*
"Princess, are you hungry?" (*hesitant, but hungry* "Yes?")
And so we came to a lovely compromise.
I think I should start a series on parenting, don't you?