Her: can I watch TV then?
Me: nope. You lost screens, remember?
Her: you never said that!
Me: yes, I did *recounts entire conversation during which said child lost screens*
*Five minutes of back and forth about how I never said any of that*
Her: YOU ARE THE MEANEST MOMMY IN THE UNIVERSE, AND YOU'RE LYING, AND YOU DON'T EVEN LOVE ME!! *stomp stomp stomp slam*
Ten minutes later, she sits at the table with a granola bar and a colouring book.
Me: hey dude.
Me: we cool?
[Repeat, replacing "TV" with whatever it is that I've said they couldn't have (or do) five times already that day.]
How's your summer going?
|I used to have time to do this kind of thing.|