Thursday, February 26, 2009

An Ari Story

Yesterday morning, my daughter asked me to remove a small flashlight from its plastic packaging. Always the helpful and agreeable parent, I said yes and went to the kitchen to get the scissors. As I was taking the scissors from the drawer she added, "Thanks, because Momma says no."

Nice. Already committed to the act, I opened the flashlight anyway. I cut the packaging, inserted the battery and handed it to my sweet daughter feeling a bit guilty about teaching her that just because one parent says no doesn't mean the other will, too. It had to happen sooner or later, I suppose.

Ari played with the flashlight for a bit and then sat down next to me on the couch. "Daddy, let's pretend that I'm the mom and you're the dad." "Okay," I answered.

"Michael?"

"Yes, Paige," I replied.

In an accusatory tone, she asked, "Why did you open the flashlight for Ari?"

And just like that I was set up and busted.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh, that is a great story!! I'm so going to be in trouble in the future, aren't I? :)

~TUG

Geoff said...

Hilarious...she's devious!

Leesa said...

That's too funny :)

chez bez said...

Thanks all. She's a wonder.

cherrie said...

Oh, are you in trouble!!! wait until she becomes a teenager, that is when it will get real interesting, trust me I know

monstermash said...

Yeah, I hate it when they do that. Hubby's wrath is pretty severe if they get caught, though, so it's not happening too much anymore.

Melissa said...

That is a wonderful story

chez bez said...

Thanks everybody. She cracks me up. Always.

Milla said...

That is so awesome! Wow, she's smart. :)