Our dinner conversation retold by Clint (aka Dada):
After hearing "MINE!!! MINE!!!" way, way, way too many times from our child in a highchair.... I had a discussion with Lash. It went very much like this:
Lash: "Mine!!! Mine!!!"
Dada: So, that's yours huh? Did you go to the store and buy it with your own money?
Lash: ...Yup
Dada: Where did you get the money?
Lash: Duikar (guitar)
Dada: You got the money from a guitar?
Lash: Yup
Dada: Did you sell a guitar?
Lash: Yup
Dada: Whose guitar did you sell?
Lash: Det
Dada: You sold Chet's guitar?
Lash: Bass
Mama: Did you sell Chet's guitar or Bass?
Lash: Bass
Mama: What color was it?
Lash: Black
Our parenting and reasoning skills quickly became ineffective at that point... We'll keep working on him.
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