To which she replied, "you're not the boss of me"...(which her mother found very amusing, but I did not...I informed her that I was in fact "the boss of her" and that if she didn't listen to me I would tell Santa, and there would be fewer presents under the tree...)
I had a replay of this earlier this evening with Jimmy...
He was working away with his little train set, and I said, "okay kiddo, it's time to put your toys away and hit the sack..."
And he looks up at me, four years old, and he says:
"That is not happening..."
I damn near bust a gut laughing ...
(I don't know how it happens, but my kids seem to have been born with a sarcasm gene....
)
