After school Maddie came in and started flapping the arms of her coat right next to me. The following conversation ensued.
Me: Can you please stop that. It's annoying.
Maddie: Stop what?
Me: The coat arm flapping.
Maddie stops and walks away. A few minutes later . . .
Maddie: Um sorry I didn't stop the first time because I didn't really understand what you were asking, but then I figured it out and stopped.
Me: That's fine. I appreciate that you stopped.
Maddie: So is it okay?
Me: Is what okay?
Maddie: Is it okay that I didn't stop the first time?
Me: Yes. It's fine. I'm not mad.
Maddie: Okay. Thanks for appreciating it.
Me: Huh? Appreciating what?
Maddie: Appreciating that I stopped.
Me: You're welcome.
Maddie: No really, thanks.
Me: You're welcome.
Maddie: Do you believe me?
Me: Believe you about what?
Maddie: Do you believe me that I'm grateful that you appreciated me stopping?
Me: Yes. I believe that you are grateful that I appreciated that you stopped. However, I am finding this particular conversation slightly ridiculous.
Seriously. I'm going out to dinner tonight with some friends. I need to go out to dinner tonight with friends. I may even order an appetizer.
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The question is, are you coming back?
Your daughter is something else. I remember when you were worried about having rebellious children many years ago. Well looks like you got the extreme opposite.
Wow, if I had a daughter like Madison I would be totally intimidated and lost in all our conversations. Appetizer? Ha! You deserve a dessert and special drink.
Could I send my five year old to you for a few weeks so you can work your empathy magic on her too? I believe I may have failed in that particular parenting category.
I have had MANY conversations like this **EXACTLY** like this...with The Man.
There is a God and he's punishing me for marrying so young.
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