Another Jake story, courtesy of the boy’s mom. I’ll tell it as she told it to me:
Why I’ll Never Again Tell Jake I’m Smarter Than He Is
Before Jake turned two, we began struggling over food. I wanted to steer him towards a healthier diet but he objected. He objected by putting his finger down his throat, thus throwing up the objectionable food item.
After a while, he learned he could get his way by faking it. He would put his finger to the side of his mouth, which (at least at first) still got the desired reaction out of me but didn’t have that nasty barf side-effect.
But I figured out his little trick.
“HAH!” I said. “I’m smarter than you. I see what you’re doing — you’re putting your finger to the side of your mouth! Well, it’s not going to work.”
Whereupon he stuck his finger down his throat and threw up all over me.
Behold the face of cold cunning:
D.
LOL! Tactical error, there. He’d already demonstrated his willingness to go through with the threat.
He looks like a devious little booger in this picture. Love it!
So cute!
The Great Food Battle is one of the few fights with my kids that I’ve mostly managed to avoid. It’s amazing that the grown-up simply cannot win that one, isn’t it?
Makes for freaking funny stories, though. Thanks for the laugh, I needed it. 😀
gross, yet ingenious. smart kiddo you’ve got there.