I just locked myself in my bedroom on a Friday night to pay bills in silence, if you're wondering how it's going over here. While we are most often doing swimmingly, there are moments of disbelief and frustration that result in a responsible adult making the decision to walk away slowly. C: I'm going to eat this plastic bag. R: Don't. C: I'm going to! I'm going to eat this plastic bag! D: Well, just so you know, if you do eat a plastic bag, you will probably choke and we'd most likely have to take you to the hospital where they may need to cut open your throat. And that just doesn't sound like a fun Friday. So how about you put the bag where it goes and I would love to play Monopoly Junior with you after dinner! And I'm sure daddy would like to join u-- C: No. D: What? C: He'll say no. D: How do you know that? C: I just do (she twirls out of the dining room and into the kitchen, still holding the aforementioned god damn plastic bag).
A study in parenting, marriage, and life.