Joe not wanting to go to bed last night:
"I get up!"
me: no, Joe, it's bed time.
Joe: no, I get UP! I go tickle Daddy!
he crawls to end of the bed and looks at me and says "I frow my blanket!"
me: Joe, if you throw your blanket, I am not going to get it. AND you are not getting down, do you understand?
Joe throws the blanket
Joe: MY BLANKET!!!!! I WANT MY BLANKET!
Me: No. no blanket.
Joe then throws his giraffe. you see how this is going.
I tell him that I am going to leave him in the bedroom all alone for a little bit.
About five minutes later, I go back in and he's sitting very demurely under the covers with his paci in.
joe: "I'm ready to listen"
me: you want your gigi?
I go to get in to snuggle with him and get under the covers and he says... "my blanket"
so I get him his blanket
Joe: "fank you... I not frow it!"
then this morning: I tell him
"whatever you do, do NOT come over here and get dressed! " You are NOT to get dressed, do you hear me?
Joe: I'm having fun mommy, with a mischevious little grin.
me: don't you come over and get dressed.
he comes over and giggles the entire time.
then my phone rings...
I am talking to my sister and he stands in front of me with hand on hip and says.
"I'm READY mommy!"
three year olds. Gotta love em! :)