Youngest: Daddy.
Me: Yes.
Youngest: Open this for me.
Me: You can open it yourself. Just pull the sides apart.
Youngest: But I don't want to do it.
Me: Well I'm not doing it anymore then.
Youngest: I'll give you a dollar.
Me: Then bring me a dollar.
Youngest: O_O! (In whisper tones) Mommy! Give me a dollar!
My kids my be spoiled. They may be mama's boys. But they are not slow. Got answers for every situation. Like they have response strategy meetings before bedtime.
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