On the way home the other night, Emily and I got into a debate.
I know what just ran through your head - a three year old? in a debate? but yes, it happened. More often than I could possibly count. Honest to goodness, we debate often. I know, it's probably hardly healthy, but ... it's fun and she enjoys it.
Here's how it went:
Mommy: Okay Buggy, We're almost home - make sure you remember to take off your shoes, and wash your hands when we get inside!
Emily: Sure Mom ... Where's daddy?
M: well, he's home, making dinner, I just talked to him .. he said dinner will be ready when we get home - exciting right?!
E: No, he's not - He's working, hewpin' peoples.
M: Actually, he's home. I JUST talked to him.
E: Uh, No Momma, He's WORKING.
At this point in our "debate" I paused, and thought - how can I make this a learning experience. And then - an idea.
M: Hey Em, you know this dollar I took away from you the other day?
E: The one I put in my mouth? Yep. I a'membah.
M: Well, I betcha this dollar - that daddy is in fact at home and making dinner when we get there.
E: Mmmm ... Nope He's Workin'
M: Okay, so I'll bet you this dollar, and if I'm right, and he's home making dinner, I get to keep the dollar, and if I'm WRONG and You're Right - you keep the dollar ... okay? you can't have it if I'm right. Do you get it?
E: Sure Mom. I'll betcha he's working.
At this point we rounded the corner to our road, and our house was barely visible.
M: ... Okay, ready? Here's the driveway ... aaaannnndddd ...
E: Oh Rats! Daddy's Home!! MAN!
M: You know what that means? That means I win, and it's my dollar now.
Cue Tears, and Melt Down Session.
M: Oh Emily, honey it's okay, you can earn it back - let's work on it okay? First, let's go inside, take your shoes off, and wash your hands ... okay?
E: Sniffle, Okay Mom. Wet's Go Inside.
Two Days Later .........
M: Almost Home!!!
E: Hey Mom. I betcha Daddy is at home playing my Scooby Doo Game ....
M: Em, Daddy is taking dinner out of the oven - as we speak .. I just talked to him .. I promise.
E: I betcha that dollar he's playing my Scooby Doo Game ... BIG GRIN
M: Okay Emily, I bet you that dollar that daddy is at home pulling dinner out of the oven
E: AND I betcha that dollar he's playin' my game.
Pulling into the driveway .. I have never seen Emily as antsy to get out of the car as she was that night ...
M: Okay Emi, shoes and hands right?
E: Uh, Yeah Mom, Right!!
As I'm helping her get out of the car (trying to hide my smirk, I was dead sure I would win that dollar ...) Emily JUMPS out of the back of the car, and FLIES to the door - opens it and dead run - into the living room
E: HI DAD!! Whatcha doin in here???
(as loud as her little giggly voice can go)
Daddy: Um, Well, I'm playing Scooby Doo Em.
E: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MOMMMMMYYY I WIIIINNNNN HAHAHAHAHAHA
M: Yep, you do Em ... grumbling under my breath the entire time.
Nice. Way to teach a three year old how to gamble mom. Awesome.