Ava is known far and wide for her negotiating skills.
After a long day, it can get a bit annoying for me...
and evidently for Willa as well.
As we pull up to the Dairy Queen drive-through, I'm telling the ladies that tonight there are no choices. Everyone is getting a small vanilla cone. Mommy's treat, mommy's choice.
Ava pipes in right away with a counter-offer, "I should get a medium because I'm bigger than them."
I maintain my cool and don't buy into it, repeating my single offer of the small vanilla cone. Ava insists.
Willa ends it all with this satirical version of my usual parenting technique of offering choices:
"Ava, I will give you two choices.
Your choices is a small cone with a lizard on it or puke on it.
Now what is your choice?"
