The great candy negotiations began Saturday and have been ongoing ever since. I think Sophia could wear down the UN with her torturous jockeying for more candy. She never lets up. I'm convinced she lies in bed at night coming up with strategies to get more. She has really stepped up her game from last year and I think we may offer her services to the Israel/Palestine conflict. This 5yr old could get that mess solved. They wouldn't know what hit them.
me: After dinner you may have one piece of candy.
S: ok, how much EXACTLY do I have to eat to get candy?
me: three big bites of chicken and all your broccoli.
S: (with a very full mouth) Done. How many pieces?
me: one
S: How about five?
me: one
S: I just LOVE these TWO. I can't choose. PLEASE may I have just two pieces?
me: one
S: What about two very small Jolly Ranchers? they are TINY.
me: ok, that sounds reasonable.
S: But I really don't like Jolly Ranchers. SO how about one small Jolly Rancher and one very small candy bar.
me: no
S: But these are mini candy bars. Not as big as the other ones I was going to have.
me: OK. ONE small candy bar and ONE Jolly rancher.
S: But two Jolly Ranchers make up one small candy bar so how about two Jolly Ranchers and one mini candy bar.
(Ella has already finished her ONE mini 3 Muskateers bar and is watching amazed at Sophia's progress)
me: Fine, but that's it!
Ella: Why does Sophia get THREE!
me: ok, you may have one more since yours was a medium sized candy bar.
Sophia: so do I get one more small one since Ella gets two BIG ones? that's not fair! I should get 4 mini candies to Ella's 2 medium ones.
By this time I have pretty much given up. She has totally worn me down. And she knows it.
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