The great thing about kids is they will call you on your bullshit. Take this evening for instance. The whole family was getting ready to go outside to start a fire and make s’mores; peaceful, relaxing time to enjoy one another’s company. My husband and I were in the kitchen talking and I was eating a chocolate chip cookie my mother made. The girls came in, saw me eating a cookie and immediately starting pleading for one. “No way! We are going outside to make s’mores!” I had barely swallowed my last bite before I hear, “Well, why do you get to eat one then?”
I had no recourse. I gave them each a cookie. They smiled and happily left the kitchen.
Girls – 1 Mom – 0