Marshmallows

Last night Abby wanted marshmallows but she had already had a treat and it was getting close to bedtime, so I said no. She kept asking and asking and I told her that if she asked again she was going straight to bed. She just couldn't resist whispering it to Mike thinking it was somehow different than asking me, so it was to bed. When we were brushing her teeth she exclaims through her tears that "marshmallows would make her feelings happy." We are so mean!

The next morning she had not forgotten and tells me "I get marshmallows after breakfast" I asked her if dad had said that and she confidently says, "no, Abby said that" and she said it as if that was as powerful as Dad or Mom saying she could. Got love her, I hope her feelings are happy today!