Take that, Daddy

We've been working with Heidi for a few weeks on staying in her own bed all night (after a terrible habit started of letting her come into our bed whenever she woke up in the night, which was usually 3-4 nights a week). We wanted to make sure we nixed the habit before baby brother arrives and as a little added incentive, we devised a sticker system where she earned a sticker for her pretty pink piece of paper each night she stayed in her own bed all night. She really doesn't know there was no other option, she's not coming into our bed regardless.

Well, this week I ended up very sick with a stomach bug and Josh thought that he'd play it safe and sleep with her in her room instead of with me in the sick bed. In the morning, Heidi proclaimed that she gets a sticker, but daddy doesn't because he didn't stay in his own bed. Burn.

Heidi on driving (and gestation)

Apparently Heidi thinks I am going to be incubating her baby brother for a long time. Or that she is going to age miraculously quickly in the next 4 months. We had this conversation on the way home today:

Heidi: When my baby brother goes to De's, he can ride with me?
Me: Yep
Heidi: And I can drive him to De's.
Me: Well, you won't really be driving by the time your brother comes. You'll only be 4 and you have to be 16 to drive.
Heidi: Are you 16? (bless her heart)
Me: Yes, I'm 28.

Then she went off on some tangent about what clothes she would wear when she's 16. I assured her she would continue to get new clothes as she grows.

Reasoning with a 3 year old

Here's how I know reasoning and logic do not work with three year olds...

Heidi: Can I have milk when we get home?

Me: I don't know, you didn't drink all your milk last night and we had to throw it away, that's like throwing money in the garbage.

Heidi: You threw my cup in the garbage?

Me: No, but we had to dump the milk out and milk costs money.

Heidi: We can buy more at the grocery store.

Me: Yes, but that costs money and we shouldn't waste things, we need to use what we have.

Silence for roughly two minutes.

Heidi: So, can I have milk when we get home?



Side story, not t all related to the above. She's discovered tucking her hair behind her ears (thank God). Tonight she goes: "When my hair gets in my face, I just go like this! [tucks hair behind her ears]. If you do that, you can come to my party!"