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.
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