Parrotting

Over the last few days, I've heard my kids repeat some of my most used phrases.

Like during snack, I heard LM tell BigM, "We don't argue in this house."

And Saturday afternoon, BigM and I were deep cleaning their room and she started complaining about how she didn't like the (ADORABLE) polka-dot sheets on her bed. I told her what I normally say when she gives me attitude about something, "When you're a grown up and you have your own house, you can pick your own {insert whatever she's arguing with me about: food choices, clothing choices... and in this case, sheet sets.} But until then, DM and I are going to have the final say." So far, this has worked to pacify them in most cases.

So later that night when they were getting into bed, LM decides to chime in, "I don't like this pillow case, I want the other one." BigM pipes right up, "You know, LM, when you're a grown up, you can have whatever pillow case you want in your house."

LM grins and declares, "Yeah. When I grow up, I'm going to get the pillow cases I want in MY castle."

Always a princess, aren't we, dear?