This
is her newest stalling tactic: “one more minute!” Let me play one more minute
before my nap! Let me stay one more minute before going home! Why would you
deny me one minute?
At
the same time she’ll hold up two fingers. Which is oddly appropriate because of
course she has no concept of time.
This
is similar to what he does when he doesn’t want to eat something (which right
now is ground chicken or avacado). He purses his lips shut and cries with his
mouth closed, which sounds like a pitiful “mmmm, mmmm” while he looks up at me with
an expression that says, why? Why would you feed this to me? Why??
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