Thursday, November 13, 2008

The fine art of negotiation

Today, Mark asked the girls to pick up their rooms. Repeatedly. They did not. So, they lost their after-dinner treat, as well as their nightly TV show. (If you've been following along at home, you may realize Peanut has been losing them a lot lately.

So after dinner, she asked for her treat.

Mark: No, I'm sorry, you lost your treat when you refused to pick up your room.

Peanut: But I waaaaannnntt it.

Mark: No, sorry. Remember this next time I ask you to clean up your mess.

Peanut: Well, then I'm not going to let you have your treat.

Mark: I'm afraid you're not in charge of that. Now why don't you tell me what book you'd like to read tonight.

Peanut: I'm not going to tell you until you give me my treat!

Mark: Well, then I guess I'll just have to live without that information.

Peanut: Well, I'm just not talking to you at all anymore because you won't give me my treat.

Hello? LSAT people? Exactly how old do you need to be to take that test?

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Blogger ryssee said...

She's a smart one!

9:36 PM  
Anonymous Kimmylyn said...

How funny.. she really is a smart little cookie..

9:20 AM  
Blogger Kate said...

Actually we have 4 cats too. LOL!
Callie is the youngest.
Karen had 3 cats when we met.

Your Peanut is a stubborn girl - standing her ground. Kinda cute.
Not to you, I know. But it made me smile.

It's a good thing, I think, that she can say what she thinks to you and Mark and you don't tell her to be quiet or "don't talk to me like that" - well in what I see her you don't do that.

I was not allowed as a child to say how I really felt.

Kids need that freedom, I think.
Well you know, within reason.

11:49 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I've learnt that the best option for me is to do what the FBI does. When my girls start giving me lip, I stand my ground. After all: we do not negotiate with terrorists, right?

2:59 PM  

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