I’m a sucker for humor.
I like to think of myself as relatively consistent when it comes to disciplining Baylor, my two-year old. But if her offense is funny enough, I sometimes can’t keep from grinning — or even laughing. And if my daughter can make me laugh as she breaks my rules, I feel like she’s somehow earned her own pardon.
[I had a teacher in high school who would give you credit for any wrong test answer that made him laugh. I always appreciated that man.]
A few days ago, I asked Baylor to please do something or other — let’s just say she was supposed to clean up her puzzles before she got out her books. She looked at me and shouted in her most enthusiastic voice, “NO!”
I looked at her sternly and asked, “Baylor, do we tell our baba no?”
She smiled (maybe even blinking her blue eyes at me) and offered a simple answer of one word: “Yes?”
I’ve taught her to be honest, I suppose.