My wife baked some brownies for a party today. My 7-year-old, A, walks into the kitchen while I am cutting the brownies to put on plates.
"Dad, are those brownies for us?"
"No, they are not." I lied a little. I was going to set aside the imperfect pieces for them.
"Well, could you set aside three for Z, S, and me?"
"No, I will not." I am going to set aside more.
"Well, could you give me one then?"
"No" Not right now.
"Well... could I have the knife you're using to cut them with?"
"No" Not after all the no's I've said...
"Well... could I have the pan the brownies were in?"
Aw... now I feel like an ogre. I tell her I was just teasing. Her response?
"Dad! Now can I have a brownie?"
