Over the weekend, in the middle of a pregnancy-induced grocery store visit (We were out of chocolate ice cream. The horror!) I spied a can of BBQ Pringles and insisted we give it a good home. Of course, that meant Eva wanted to taste them (I'm afraid the girl has inherited her Grammy's weakness for potato chips.)
And she has not stopped asking for them since. Just in case we'll let her have some, you know?
Yesterday, I let her have a few with her lunch, and of course she ate them first and then asked for more. I told her she could have ONE more and then we were done with the chips. If she was hungry she could eat the rest of her lunch..blah, blah, blah...typical parent stuff.
She thought for a minute, tilted her head over on her shoulder, and said "Three more."
Of course, that left me with only one reply: "You may have two more." ("Little Stinker.") (That part I said in my head.) She gave me a huge smile, and, looking very pleased with herself, said "Two more!"
So. Which one of you taught her to haggle?
Also: Eva would like to send out a special Happy Birthday message to her Grandpa B!
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