Can somebody please tell me what is wrong with this shirt? I mean, other than being constructed by a Vietnamese kid four months older than Lumpyhead, I think it's pretty sweet.When I put the shirt on him this morning, Lumpyhead vehemently disagreed. According to him, the shirt is too wide (or perhaps white) and has buttons - making it unacceptable.
After several minutes of complaining, the final showdown went like this:
Lumpyhead: [clawing at it] NO LIKE this shurt!
Me: Why don't you like this shirt? Mama likes this shirt.
Lumpyhead: Mama wear it.
He made a valid point.
I let him pick out another shirt.
Let me recap the week: I have been outsmarted by my 15-month-old and lost a debate to my nearly-3-year-old.
If you have any upcoming negotiations, you probably won't want me arguing for your side. Just saying.
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Arguing for my side - or picking out my clothes.
I am with the little man on this one.
I had to beat Beck into a white oxford last Saturday for my boss's derby party. The good news is all the kicking and screaming wore him out and he slept in the car on the way over. Or maybe it was your children that wore him out. Still not sure.
Small children are frighteningly good negotiators.
Uh oh. You've reached that place where you have to take the kids shopping. I hate that.
I like the shirt. I love crazy bright prints on kids.
Petunia won't wear pants, and I've just given up on that fight.
I never win either. I think they were born smarter than me.
Is that shirt from the Jimmy Buffett collection? I are in love with it.
My daughter has been picky about her clothes since she was 2. But it helps to talk up a piece of clothing by giving it a descriptive name. For example, any purple shirt is called The Jeff Shirt (after Jeffery Wiggle).
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