Why we stopped sharing a bowl of ice cream
"Do you want any more?"
"YES I WANT MORE. God, I forgot that you do that."
"Do what?"
"Ask me if I want any more when what you really mean is, 'I want the rest.'"
"No, I really mean, 'DO YOU WANT ANY MORE?'"
"That's just an easy way out and you know it. You want the rest of it but you want me to do the dirty work."
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"
"You know what I'm talking about. Just say it. SAY IT. Say that you want the rest of it."
"OF COURSE I WANT THE REST OF IT. I just want to make sure that you don't want any more."
"THEN WHY DON'T YOU JUST SAY THAT YOU WANT THE REST OF IT?"
"BECAUSE I WANT TO KNOW IF YOU WANT ANY MORE."
"NO YOU DON'T."
"YES I DO."
"NO."
"YES."
"AHHHH."
"AHHHH!"
"AHHHHHHHH--"
"AHHHHHHHH--"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH--"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH--"
"STOP IT! I DON'T WANT ANY MORE!"
"Then can I have the rest?"
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Heather talks about public tantrums (from kids) on today's Momversation.
- Bedtime, Leta lingering defiantly in the hallway. Jon: "If you want fart stories, you better get in bed RIGHT NOW."
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