So my little experiment with truth and consequences must have really sunk in the other day. For the good part of the week Emma has been testing me to see if I know the difference between the truth and a lie. She's pretty creative. One statement really caught me off guard:
"Deoxyribonucleic acid is a protein." She said.
(Not really - that is a lie but her vocabulary is getting so big it won't be long.)
Anyway I gave the girls their bath tonight and got them ready for bed. After brushing their teeth, Chloe just crept back into their room not saying a word and crawled under her covers. I think the poor girl was a tad bit tired.
"Emma you need to go potty." I said.
"I just did Daddy the other day while you were shutting the blinds, remember?" she asked.
She doesn't quite have the concept of time yet. She's good with "in a few minutes" or "tomorrow" but as with most kids, "yesterday" could be 3 minutes ago or last year.
"I didn't hear you go potty. Are you telling the truth or a lie?" I asked.
After pausing for about 20 seconds or so she quipped "Well it's a kinda truth" with a huge smile on her face.
As she sat their going to the potty I realized that it is now 'Game On' so-to-say and I'm in deep s**t with her from here on out. She now knows how to manipulate me pretty well.
Tonight the girls faded off to sleep very quickly. As I write this from the next room over from their bedroom, I cannot hear the traditional Indian drum beat of their little feet on the wall that so often accompanies their drift into slumber.
Sweet dreams baby girls. Your Daddy loves you.
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