I hardly dare to say this, but I guess I will – I think everyone in our family is healthy. Of course, that is subject to change at the least provocation, so we’re taking advantage of our good health while we can.
Last night we decided to go to the library to get the girls out of the house. Anytime we take Brooke out in public, we prep her as to the behavior we expect. We must do this, because you see, Brooke is a hooligan.
As we were parking our car I said, “Brooke, when it’s time to go, what do you say?”
The correct answer to this is some version of, “Goodbye library. Goodbye books. See you another day!”
Brooke was sitting happily in her car seat when she gave us her animated answer: “MOM! LET ME GO! LET ME GO!”
When it’s time to go, that is what she usually says.Â I guess I need to rephrase my question to, “Brooke, when it’s time to go, what should you say?”
P.S.Â I’ll let you use your imagination as to the scene that unfolded when it really was time to go…