Whenever Sophia decides to take a nap, bedtime that night is a struggle. For this reason I don't generally encourage naps anymore, much as I would like her to have one. But, occasionally I will find her asleep on the floor somewhere in the afternoon, so we just work with it.
Well, this scenario happened the other night and bedtime that night was indeed a little torturous. Joel and I were reading in the living room and she kept coming down needing this or that or the other thing. At one point she asked for some fishy crackers. We were exasperated, so Joel decided to give them to her. Before he handed them to her he made her promise that she wouldn't ask for fishy crackers again.
She willingly did so and skipped back upstairs to "bed" where we could hear her singing and playing and running around her room. And then we heard the little footsteps came back down the stairs and she was in front of us again asking for some crackers. Joel reminded her of her promise, and she shot back with, "I not say fishy crackers! I just say crackers. I want the white crackers now."
Needless to say, this time Joel got smart and made her swear to no more food, period.
No more loopholes for Sophia, at least not that night.
A few days ago, Sophia wanted me to go upstairs and get her coloring book for her. I was in the middle of something so I told her she could do it herself, which she clearly didn't want to do. She begged and begged me to do it for her and then she finally said, "Mommy, if you get my color book upstairs, I give you five dollars and a penny!"
When I finished what I was doing, I went and got her coloring book for her, just because I wanted to see if she would follow through with her outrageous promise. Maybe she could come up with a penny, but where a three-year old was stashing a fiver, I wanted to know!
She happily thanked me for her book and scampered off. I said, "Wait! What about my five dollars and a penny?"
"Santa not bring it to you yet, Mom. Sorry."
What a rip-off.