Last night, when I tucked Campbell into bed, he asked for a cup of chocolate milk. When I told him (for the umpteenth time) that he doesn't get chocolate milk in bed at bedtime, he said:
But I thought you loveded me.
I maintained my composure long enough to say that I loved him very much but he still wasn't getting chocolate milk. Then I went to the living room and collapsed laughing.
I have no idea where he would have heard this. My girls have never said it to me; although, they have been known to tell me that I obviously don't love them.
It's amazing how quickly little kids pick up on tricks like this. Not that it worked for Campbell.
4 comments:
Love it! DuckyBoy tells me "you don't love me," when he doesn't get his way. Doesn't work for him either, I do the same thing you did.
Beautiful. And I love how kids are quick to pounce on an isolated incident, regardless of all evidence to the contrary they've seen in their brief lives. Each of our daughters was convinced we only loved the other one, and would argue their point emphatically, facts be damned.
I used to tell my kids that I was saying no BECAUSE I love them. Otherwise I would be a "bad mom". Then they started telling me that liked me being a bad mom...I was really a "good mom" if I let them have what they want.
Just wait for the teenage years.
manipulation, it's instinctual!
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