At dinner tonight Jackson got into deep negotiations with the management.

Jack: I’m done.

Me: Ok, wipe your hands and face.

Jack: Can I have dessert?

Me: No, you didn’t eat anything and you had an Otter Pop this afternoon. No dessert.

Jack: Can I have a cookie?

Me: No, no dessert.

Jack: Well…do you have any brownies?

Me: No, I don’t have brownies and you’re not having any dessert.

Jack: Well, you’re mean.

(Stomps off, as if I care.)

… 5 minutes later …

Jack: Mommy, I’m hungry.

Me: You can eat your dinner.

Jack: Ok (takes one bite)

Jack: Can I have dessert?

Me: No.

Jack: Well, then I’m not eating anything. How about that?

I really don’t care. How about that?

I didn’t say it out loud, but I thought it. I think it 30-40 times a day.