This one? I don’t know where she learned this. But OH boy is she something else.
I’m not even kidding, you guys. She has this all measured out, perfected.
It’s time to go to bed. She knows it, but I have yet to say a word. Suddenly, she comes over and reads a book to me, giggling sweetly at all the right places. She pets my arm and sweetly kisses it and says, “Mommy, you are the BEST!”
Really? Because you hated me 20 minutes ago when I put your shoes away (because that’s apparently a really fun chore and I stripped all joy from her by doing it FOR her).
She bats her eyelashes. Only she doesn’t really know exactly how to do that, so she mimics what she thinks she’s seen somewhere. Where? Who knows. Could be anywhere.
I blame Daisy Duck.
She squints her eyes tightly in an attempt to look coy. At least I think it’s supposed to be an eyelash bat.
“Eat your dinner now. I will not tell you again.”
She runs up to me with her winningest smile and proclaims, as clear as a bell, “You, Mommy! You are the very best Mommy I have EVER seen!”
Mmmm hmmm. Go to bed.
This made me laugh, and think of my difficult requests with my follow up of, You look pretty today.
Manipulation is a main ingredient in girls
Doesn’t always have to be a bad thing!
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