Devil Child pissed off that I am making pumpkin soup for dinner… wishfully thinking that she can have plain pasta instead. I’m one of those evil parents that lives by the mantra “I provide the food, you eat it.” and so refuse to cook separate meals for the kidlet.
Hannah: “Mum, I don’t like you very much because you are not doing what I say.”
Me: *sly smile* “I don’t always have to do what you say though Hannah.”
Hannah: “Well, sometimes you have to do what I say and this day is one of those sometimes.” *indignant look on face*
Me: *rofling up a storm*
Hannah: “And it’s NOT FUNNY!”