I'm the adult here.

Laura has asked that I relate a rather funny exchange between Penny and myself the other day.  As you may have read from our last post we spent a lovely day at the MN zoo.  What was left out was the fact the because of the time at the zoo we missed Penelope's nap.  In the almost 3 years (time flies!) since Penny's birth she has never gone an entire day without a nap.  How you ask?  We're very scheduled.....Sure, sometimes it has only been a short nap, especially if she snoozed some in the car, but an entire day without any shut eye? Nope, never had it happened, and we had no idea what the consequences would be, but knew they could not be good.
So when 5 P.M rolled around and Penny still had not gone to sleep, we decided to take Cece for a walk and get on with our evening.  Now our walk usually takes about 30 minutes...Penny had other plans.  After about 15 minutes we'd traveled only about a block and half as she yelled at us to stop every few feet so she could readjust Elmo in the dolly stroller.  It was at this point that I said "Penny, if you were my friend, and not my daughter, I would stop speaking to you! You are the bossiest person I have ever met!"  Penny's response was just to laugh and walk the opposite direction than the one we were walking in. Laura also cracked up laughing at my frustration.
This is just one of the many impasses we currently find ourselves in as of late.  Which had me thinking how does someone who lives in your house, who pays no bills, does no chores and doesn't like anything you cook for them still think they can get whatever they want out of you, even when you are trying your best to make them say please, teach patience and how not to be rude?.....Well I think the following pictures should make it pretty clear.

How could you say no to a face like that?  I know I can't, so I guess I can look forward to playing tea parties and barbie dolls.  She may not always listen to what I say or care what I think.  She may not always like the food I make, although I am a great cook.  She's my daughter.  So bring on the tantrums and tears, the tutus and the tea cups, because it's not about being her friend it's about being her Dad...and that is awesome.

Chris