You're driving me nuts with this "no'ing." I realize I'm majorly to blame for making it so clear that this is a huge peeve of mine. You just love pushing that button, and you're wise to the timing. You'll wait till I'm holding Jem, nursing or finally asleep, to get all contrary. And the fun little phrases you've picked up? Oh, yes, you know exactly how to use them. "You've lost yo' mind!" is amusing, but when I'm annoyed, young lady, it compounds the irritation. But, "Say dammit!" That's just a cruel taunt. Goodness me. Like I tell your father, it's a good thing you're so cute.
It's the no's to potty requests that get me the most. Heading for a long drive, running errands, it's just a good idea to clear out the bladder first. Right? You're a smart girl. Can't you see that? I know. 2 1/2. Brutally stubborn. Part of me is inclined to think that you know how mortified I am by the thought of not having a potty available when you can't wait, that you'll have an accident in the car. It's another button.
Still, I'm not the only one with the button issue. You're pulling this at school, too. I thought maybe holding your evening dose of Dora or Maisy at stake for "listening" would help, but now I'm not so sure. You didn't seem fazed at all that you didn't have time to watch anything tonight.
What's your currency, little girl?
I love you,