Sleeping Beauty

A few weeks back the girls and I were talking about princesses.  Its not a subject I particularly enjoy, yet I find its as interesting as anything else we discuss- which cartoons we hate on the Disney Channel- I hate Chuggington,   what we are going to be for Halloween- which amazingly is a year round subject- or naming animals at the zoo- Panda- they always forget Panda.

Talking about princesses is actually naming the princesses- which is the typical course most of our conversations go.  I named Sleeping Beauty and Sadie said, " Sleeping Beauty is not a princess, sleeping beauty is what she is, her name is Aurora."

She's correct.  There is something sobering about being schooled by a 4 1/2 year old on proper use of the english language.

The other day Camille came to me crying.

"Sadie bitted me."

"I didn't bitted you, I bit you!", she replied.

Again dead on.  Had Camille used the proper verb I may have given Sadie a time out- yet since she screwed up the syntax I let the offense slide.

Among the myriad of complaints my ex wife has about me is my lack of a parenting "strategy".

Granted there are those moments I find myself trying to persuade the girls to "just eat one more Mc Nugget", when I realize I am trying to "talk them into" eating a breaded deep fat fried "chicken" piece smothered in ranch dressing - not kale - and it does occur to me I could, perhaps,  do better.

And then those "teaching opportunities" happen to save me.   Sure it hurt it be bitted, but if she wanted her  sister to suffer a consequence get the english right for gods sake- and PLEASE finish your Oreo cookie milk shake there is still plenty of whipped cream on the top...