Wednesday, June 14, 2006

And So It Begins...

The day, that is.

While I was in the other room:

Daughter (6 years old): Abba, can I watch TV?
Me: Eat first.
Daughter: I did.
Me: Have some juice.
Daughter: OK

A minute later:

Daughter: Abba, can I watch TV (Disney or Barbie video) now.
Me: Have some juice.
Daughter: I did
Me: What kind?
Daughter: Water
Me: Have some juice first!

A minute later:

Daughter: Abba, can I watch TV now?
Me: Have some juice.
Daughter: I had some juice.
Me: What kind?
Daughter: Milk.
Me: ...OK.

At least my record at negotiations is more successful than Olmert's:

1. My daughter recognizes me (that will stop when she is a teenager)
2. My daughter keeps (most of) her agreements
3. No terrorism (that projectile vomiting when she was a baby was something else)

My daughter had better keep these, if she expects funding when she is older!



2 comments:

  1. Sure, it sounds fine in English. But what is she saying in Arabic?

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  2. It's bad enough when she breaks into gibberish and claims she is speaking Spanish...

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