This evening as we prepared for bed, I could tell she was going to be testing me. She went to her room all too easily, and I as drew the blinds, I could see out of the corner of my eye she was trying to signal to David that she meant to misbehave, and that he should back her up. Only a few minutes after the lights went out, she was already starting her barrage of excuse to get out of bed: Davy needs a stuffed animal, her bottle is too noisy, she as to pee...
Already annoyed, because I know she is just playing, I lower the tone of my voice and tell her how displeased I am that she did not tinkle 5 minutes earlier when I asked the first time. Usually when I put on the "dad" voice, I get an immediate reaction. Tonight I got a feigned apology, and caught the glimpse of a smile as I walked her into the bathroom.
While sitting on the pot, she proceed to try to distract me with an imaginary story about her babies, but I am not dumb. I didn't hear any tinkle. My voice lowers another octave: "Lia! Did you lie to me about having to tinkle?!"
Without any reaction to my displeasure, and with a slight smirk on her face, she tense up her body enough to produce a few lonely drops of pee. Then, in a snotty and self satisfied tone I have never heard before, she says "What do you think about THAT?", bats her little eyes, and hops off the pot and heads to her room.
I was stunned. Of course, I got it together enough to scold her for being rude and for lying. But I think we all know who won THAT round...
1 comment:
That is TOO TOO hilarious!
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