At dinner this evening my youngest daughter (2 years and 10 months) said to me: “Daddy, I don’t have a television in my room.”
“That’s right, you’re too young to have your own tv.” I told her.
“No, daddy. You have to go out and buy me one tomorrow.”
They tell you that you can’t reason with them at that age. However, they seem to know exactly what they want and have no problems telling you.
As there’s no danger of this latest request being met, I’m expecting to wake up with a horse’s head on my pillow come Wednesday morning!