Tonight, Peter was working and I was putting the kids to bed. I got Lillian down and Grayson started crying. I go get him and she walks out of her room. I was irritated and she knew it. I try to keep these little encounters quick and I try to have on my poker face.
L: Mama, I have to go to the bathroom.
(This is frequently a stalling tactic used to stay up later. She often says this and does not go to the bathroom.)
M: You better really have to teetee. (Our word for pee.)
We sit there for a minute. I am stone faced. She is trying to chat a little. I am not happy. She pees.
L: That makes you sooooo happy, doesn't it.
I just lost it. Lillian, Grayson and I were all laughing in the bathroom.