I'm writing this as I listen to Makela sing in her bed. She's got one of her music class song books open in front of her, and she just finished her rendition of "Rock a Bye Baby." Now she's kept the tune and altered the words, as follows:
Mommy is so sweet
She gives me hugs
She gives me kisses
She likes to give me lots of things
But not Tylenol
I laughed right out loud at that one. She heard me, of course. But it's true -- lately, Makela has been the queen of delay tactics at bedtime. One of her recent ploys is to claim that her throat hurts and that she absolutely needs Tylenol. Yeah, I'm not buying it, cutie pie. Nice try.
No comments:
Post a Comment