Maybe she's listening afterall . . . ??

Like many parents, I sometimes get the feeling when talking to Peanut that it's . . . well, pick your idiom: In one ear and out the other. Like talking to a brick wall. Falling on deaf ears.

But yesterday, I overheard her talking to blanket, her most treasured object and very much a person to her. It went something like this:

"No, no blanket! That is NOT for you."
"Blanket, do you want to go right to bed?"
"No, blanket you cannot do that."
"You are being punished."

I felt guilty about all the statements I make to her that begin with "no" and end with some type of ultimatium for about .0003 seconds. Then I started snickering. :-)