Yesterday, we were all home together. It was my last day before returning to work and I had planned a relaxing time at home, enjoying a lazy New Year’s day. Oh, but Braylen had other intentions.
Call it a rare glimpse of the terrible-two’s or an unruly toddler due to a recent ear infection. Whatever the cause for her uncharacteristic behavior, she ended up losing some of her new toys as a consequence. One by one, I put away some of her favorite toys as I talked with her about making better choices.
After her nap, I sat with her and talked about the choices she made and why it wasn’t okay to act that way.
Our conversation went something like this:
Me: You know you have to earn your toys back by being a sweet girl and doing the right thing.
Braylen: Yes, ma’am.
Me: What does that mean?
Braylen: I meed to be reallly patient.
Me: Yes, that’s true, but what does it mean to ‘earn’ your toys back?
Braylen: You have to be careful or you will get burned.
Silence from me. I think I’ve lost her. I think maybe she doesn’t get it after all. So she continues…
Braylen: You use it when you are ironing clothes and you might get burned.
Oh, yes. The iron. Clearly there was a communication problem. I was done. Allen was done. We couldn’t keep a straight face to continue this very serious conversation.
Y’all, I know I live in Alabama, but I promise the way I say iron doesn’t sound like earn. My southern accent isn’t nearly that thick.
She certainly keeps us laughing.