It's one of those days ...

How about we want a dessert and we ask Mommy for it. But we don't tell her what the dessert is -- just that we couldn't have it the other day at Mrs. Heather's house. Now Mommy wasn't there when aforementioned dessert was denied and was not told about it at the time. Yet we expect Mommy to know and offer only vague clues such as "it was dessert." And when Mommy says really she doesn't know, we insist YES she does. Mommy says "why don't you tell me" and you obviously know the answer but still refuse to say. Mommy gets more annoyed with the conversation and you get more annoyed and Mommy loses her temper and you lose your temper.

Was it really worth it for a stinking chocolate bar?
That's what Mommy wants to know ...

Note to self: Look at the picture and remember the swell of love one feels for the child ...