For the last five years of parenting I think I've been spoiled. I have been able to get away with saying completely ridiculous things without being taken seriously. But since Leah reached that magical age of FIVE, my ability to get away with this has gone down significantly. However, there are moments when I've reached the end of my rope that I still try to say completely illogical things just to throw her off. Like last night, bedtime. Leah was getting up after trying to sleep for 2 minutes, and kept getting up and getting up. There were noises, monsters, funny things, etc. etc . Finally, after nearly 1 1/2 HOURS of this, I said, "Fine, just sleep in the kitchen! There are no monsters in there!" (I'm sure none of you have ever reached the end of your rope like this....)
Leah looked at me. I thought I had accomplished my goal. To bed she would go! Until...."Okay, Mommy". I looked at Mike in shock, and he just shook his head at me. Leah traipsed into the kitchen with her blanket and bunny in tow, and was going to lay right there on the floor. Mike took compassion on her and brought her a pillow and a blanket. This was her within five minutes, completely out:
That does it. She's getting too smart for me!