While in the car driving home after picking up the Little Man from school yesterday, the following conversation took place between the Little Man and Kelly:
Little Man: What are we having for dinner?
Kelly: Chicken and broccoli.
LM: No broccoli.
K: You need to eat broccoli if you want to have a treat after.
LM: Okay, but just one broccoli.
K: 3 pieces.
LM: 2 pieces.
K: Four pieces, or no treat.
LM: 2 pieces.
K: 4 pieces.
LM: Four pieces is too much.
K: You need to eat your broccoli if you want to have a treat after.
LM: How about three pieces?
K: Fine, you can eat 3 pieces of broccoli.
At this point there is a brief pause and I can see the Little Man in the rearview mirror furrow his brow.
LM: Hey, wait a minute, that was a bad decision.
And at this point, Kelly and I burst out laughing. The Little Man started laughing, too, despite the “bad decision.” And he ate his broccoli.
That was great!
Too cute!