~As we’re riding in the car…
Sara: Daddy, can you sit back here with me?
Daddy: I’m going to sit up front with Mama this time, hon.
~We start down the road…
Sara: Mama, can you pull over please?
Me: What’s that? (My usual stalling answer.)
Sara: Can you pull over so Daddy can come sit in the back with me, Mama?
Me: I think he already said he was going to sit in the front, didn’t he?
Sara: Mama, please stop the car so Daddy can sit in the back with me. I have no one to snuggle with. I need Daddy to snuggle with me, please.
~I pull over. How do you say no to that? We lose.
