The other day I was crying (that happens when you're pregnant-you cry over nothing). I don't cry daintily, my face squeezes up and I turn bright red. Jack says "Mama, are you trying to poop?" I wasn't crying anymore.
Jack wanted a piece of Easter candy and I said he could have one after he put on his shoes. He wouldn't put on his shoes so I turned to the dog (she was the only one there besides Jack and me) and I said, "Gracie, I guess Jack doesn't want his candy since he won't put his shoes on." Telling a 3rd person (?) seems to get more attention from him than telling him directly, not sure why. Anyway he says, "I'm listening! I want to put my shoes on!" I told him ok after his shoes were on he could have his candy. That wasn't good enough. He said, "Tell Gracie I can have my candy!" I told Gracie he could have his candy when his shoes were on. I could tell she cared because she licked herself.
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"[you] don't cry daintily."
That's like saying fish prefer a damp environment, or Papa has been known to enjoy a gizzard or two on Thanksgiving.
He he..I still use this trick on my 5-yr-old son. Works all the time!
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