This is the conversation we had when we arrived home from gymnastics this morning:
Bp: Mommy, I wasn't strapped in.
Me: Benjamin, I heard it click.
Bp: I unstrapped it.
Me: (in my most serious voice) Benjamin, that is very unsafe and Mommy could go to jail for that.
Bp: (in his most serious voice) That's good to know. But Mommy, I would come and get you if you were in jail.
Me: That's also good to know. I appreciate that. But please don't do that again.
18 years, a letter to Fred
9 years ago
1 comment:
That's sweet! I've had similar conversations with my kids, but in their strong willed-ness, I think sometimes they think they want me to go to jail.
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