Okay, so after surviving our worst night since Maggie’s infancy (a cold for two members of the household + cats being carried away by wild animals + Copious, yes with a capital C, amounts of sugar + a full moon shining through the window all night + a huge pregnant belly + sweltering evening hotness for the season), we are back on track.
(Two examples from this weeks’ Manipulation Masterclass)
Bill: No feet on the the table, please, Maggie.
Maggie: Mom said I could.
. . . .
Gretchen: Run in and pee before we leave for the parade, Mags.
Maggie: Daddy said I didn’t have to.
(Where has she learned to be so devious?)
And another tidbit from this morning at the breakfast table: I was singing “Oh my darling Clementine” to fill in a conversation gap. Maggie waits until I’m done and then says to me, “Mommy, do you know what other song has that tune?” She then performs the entire song about the weather that they sing in school each morning. Which is indeed to the tune of “Oh my darling.”
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I think that at some point, they just figure out that if the one they're quoting is not around to refute the quote, maybe, just maybe, someone else will believe it. Don't think it's planned as devious, it's just another way to get their way…and after all, isn't that the most important thing to a kiddo???!!!
pizza yes says a guilty Grandparent, but no to the sugar; she only had 1/4 of that huge cream puff. Mag's didn't get into the treat box we left in the fridge, did she????
Remember, Baka Sue, It is never, ever the grandparents' fault.
Charlotte – While we're all at the table together, she'll ask me if she can do something. If I say no, she'll immediately turn to Bill and ask him exactly the same question. We think it's hilarious!
Baka Sue – I was also referring to the birthday cupcake from school and the lollipop at the parade. Just a wee tad bit more than normal. Enough to keep her nicely titrated all afternoon/evening.
Big LOL…thank you Frosty/Rhonda. what was I thinking to take any responsibility for that chocolate cream puff that Maggie luvvvvvvvvvvved.