Today was the day that I was definitely going to get around to cutting Logan's hair. He HATES haircuts, so I wasn't exactly looking forward to this. I decided to make Logan a deal. If he could get through the haircut without crying, we would go to the store, and I'd buy him Buddy (the T-Rex from the show 'Dinosaur Train'). Not a bad deal if I do say so myself. Well, it didn't work - at all. I'll spare you the details, but let's just say there was practically weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth, but we got through it - barely. Anyway, when we were finished, Logan said something about getting Buddy. I explained that we had a deal, and he didn't keep his part of the deal, so we weren't getting Buddy. A little later we were playing dogs and Logan's dog said to my dog, "We're going to the store to get Buddy." Was he trying pull a fast one on me by playing this out through his stuffed dogs? No worries, mommy caught your not-so-subtle hint.
I am a bit of a pushover, however. Logan did let me cut his hair (not really, but we got through the haircut - with him on my lap). I decided that he could earn the money to buy Buddy ($2.50). So, if he helps me sweep and mop the floors, we'll be making a trip to the toy store, and there will be one happy 2 1/2 year-old in this family.
4 days ago
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