Sneaky with sprinkles and a candy coating.

Posted bycasey coombsPosted inToo lazy to label.

the moosh has learned the fine art of, well, doing what I do so well.

You know, knowing just how and when to ask a question so the answer generally results in a yes? It’s a fine skill I’ve honed in my almost seven years of marriage.

She has learned to ask me questions when I am incapable of hearing well or catching her full drift.

Like when I’m on the phone or in the shower for example. Or maybe blowdrying my hair.

She starts out with a simple enough request that I can understand.

“Mom? Can I wear my Barbie dress?”

I am able to answer yes without much further investigation.

“Mom? Can I wear these?”

Requests like these require me to poke my head out of the curtain, see that she is holding some form of plastic pink dress up shoe, and I answer “Yes, of course you may wear those.”

Next comes a question that is a little harder to understand as it is said outside the open bathroom door but I do know it involves the words “Can I” garble garble “dance” garble garble “Barbie” garble garble “princess”. With my killer maternal skills of deduction I assess that she would like to “Dance like Barbie the Island Princess” Easy enough right?

“Of course you can dance like Barbie the Island Princess!” I reply.

“Mom? Is Barbie friends with the animals?” she asks right outside the shower curtain.

“Yes, she is friends with the animals.”

Then again from outside the bathroom door I hear “princess” garble garble”animal” garble garble “white” garble garble “shelf”.

Again with my intuitive skills I deduce that she wants to “get the princess animals down from the white shelf.”

“Yes, the moosh.” I say, and that ends the conversation, she’s obviously off playing princess with all the magical animals of the forest.

Right?

That’s the obvious answer.

I HAVE BEEN FOOLED.

There were never any animals on any white shelf.

There were however WHITE ANIMAL crackers that the PRINCESS wanted to eat off the SHELF.

I came downstairs from my shower to Barbie kicked back on the couch picking every single white animal cracker out of the bag.

Ah, a sneaky one I have birthed from my loins.

Sneaky, sneaky.

20 thoughts on “Sneaky with sprinkles and a candy coating.”

  4. That is awesome!!!

    See your problem is that you have decided showering and bathing are important and come above the more important aspect of listening to your children.

    Don’t you get it? We’re not ever supposed to take our eyes, or ears, off our children. So basically: you. are. failing. (I am too just for the record but we’re here at your blog to talk about YOU)

    You should pretty much just curl up in the corner of the couch, with your princess dress, eating the pink and blue (frosted I imagine since we’re talking about colors) crackers and wallow in the horror of this realization. Enjoy your cookies though!

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  5. More proof that toddlers are really teenagers in disguise. Just prepare yourself for the sneakiness of vague teenage communication.

    “I’m going to a movie with Lisa and Shelly, k?”
    This sentence could easily gain parental permission, if said parent doesn’t think to ask for more information which would lead to finding out what the teenager really meant was, “I’m going to see a midnight showing of a rated R movie full of sex and violence and drug use with Lisa and Shelly and some random older boys we met last night and they’re driving.”

    Not that I EVER did this…

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  11. Yeap, that is a fine skill she has honed and one both of mine have nailed. I have initiated the following rule to combat this:

    If Mommy is in the shower the answer is “NO”
    If Mommy is on the phone the answer is “NO”
    If Mommy is in the bathroom the answer is “NO”

    If you want the answer to be “YES” then wait until you have my full attention.

    Oh and the final rule?

    If you or someone else is bleeding or something is on fire then please interrupt.

    DQ is getting the hang of this. The Terrorist, not so much. YET.

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  14. Oh yes. I also have a very resourceful two year old. There is NOTHING in our house that she doesn’t know how to work or get into…. my friend calls it “scary smart”.

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  15. That’s too funny and she’s only 3. I have a 53 year old assistant and she ALWAYS asks me questions like “Can I take the afternoon off?” when I’m in the middle of an important telephone conversation. We’ve had to “talk” about that a few too many times.

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  20. Boy, can I relate. Thankfully, I am finally starting to clue in on exactly when they are being sneaky. And the first time you call them out? It reaffirms the mom-is-all-powerful notion.

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