Don't get me wrong, Carly's been a pure delight.....until about a few months ago. She's been testing all of us with her strong will. Power struggles take up just about my whole day. First thing this morning, she made her way right into time out. While she was in there, I asked her if she wanted me to make her eggs....nothing. I asked her again....nothing. So I said, "ok, if you can't answer me, then I'm not making them". So, of course, as I was walking away, she demanded, "I WANT EGGS". I'm trying to teach her who's boss (me, if it's not obvious), so I told her that she'd get another chance tomorrow. This put her in a rage for about 20 minutes. While she was sobbing in time out, she cried, "mom, if you don't make me eggs, then that means you don't love Jesus!", and "I never knew you don't like Jesus". Yup! Here's the equation if you missed it....

= JESUS
I guess I'm just not christian anymore :(
2 comments:
And the fun begins . . .
Ha Ha... that is funny! How dare you show your disregard for Jesus' feelings by refusing your daughter the deliciousness of freshly made eggs? Have you no heart?
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