I have faked tears to make a point. Who hasn't? Not my kids. They wouldn't do something like that. Priss would never cry when Daddy told her no more Hershey Kisses (after 6.....). Big boy would never ask me if he could play a game when we got home "you know, cause it's Christmas and I've been really good" with a coy smile and big, brown, puppy dog eyes. And Sir Poopy Pants. No, he dosen't cry to get what he wants at all.
And I thought I was the master manipulator. Have a thing or two to learn.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Day 2221
The elder decided to pull out a semi-wiggly tooth. To avoid nap time. And then saw all the blood and was scared he'd have to go to the hospital. Will that happen again? I think not. Awesome.
Oh, he also told me that he's now growing hair in his armpits. He's six. I told him I didn't see anyting. He informed me "It's because I'm GROWING it mom."
The end.
Oh, he also told me that he's now growing hair in his armpits. He's six. I told him I didn't see anyting. He informed me "It's because I'm GROWING it mom."
The end.
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