On the Naming of Things
Katie just came up to my office and tried to suggest that we should sneak out and buy her a popsicle without telling Mommy. I told her that would be a bad idea, because Daddy shouldn't keep secrets like that from Mommy. And I told her that we would have custard later after dinner.
"I don't want custard. I want a popsicle."
"Ok, you can have a popsicle after dinner."
"I don't want dinner."
"But we're having pizza. With pepperoni."
"I want a popsicle for dinner."
"You can't have a popsicle for dinner. A popsicle is dessert or a treat."
"I want to call it dinner."
"But we can't do that. That would be like calling you Julie -- you'd still be Katie."
"I want to call it dinner."
"Nope. We can't do that."
She seems somehow unconvinced.
"I don't want custard. I want a popsicle."
"Ok, you can have a popsicle after dinner."
"I don't want dinner."
"But we're having pizza. With pepperoni."
"I want a popsicle for dinner."
"You can't have a popsicle for dinner. A popsicle is dessert or a treat."
"I want to call it dinner."
"But we can't do that. That would be like calling you Julie -- you'd still be Katie."
"I want to call it dinner."
"Nope. We can't do that."
She seems somehow unconvinced.
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I have had almost identical conversations with the boys. And while the vocabulary gets more complex, the reasoning remains the same, and is just as difficult to argue with. ;)
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It's been a mantra for eighteen years. I have managed to raise two relatively healthy, normal-weight teenagers with this mantra.
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*wanders to kitchen for frozen raspberry juice bar*
Nom nom nom...
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GHR
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I just wish more parents realised that you need to start this early and *stick* to it.
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Remember the Bill Cosby bit about cake?
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