Friday, July 12, 2013

The Rules, According to Lucy

Lucy and I are in the car, on our way to run some errands. I tell her where we’re going, and she tells me that she doesn’t want to go anywhere. Attempting to avoid a possible (or more likely probable) toddler meltdown when we reach our destination, I decide to have a talk with her about the rules...

ME: Lucy, who makes the rules?

LUCY: I do.

ME: Nope. Guess again. Who makes the rules?

LUCY (holding up her favorite toy bunny): Bun Bun does.

ME: Not a chance. Who makes the rules?

LUCY: You do, Mommy!

ME: That’s right. Mommy makes the rules. And, who follows the rules?

LUCY (smiling slyly): Nobody.

ME: That certainly seems to be the case today. One more try – who follows the rules?

LUCY: I do!

ME: Yes! Now you’ve got it!

LUCY: But Daddy doesn’t follow the rules. Right, Mommy?

ME: Well, Daddy has to follow grown-up rules.

LUCY: Yep, and I follow Lucy rules.

ME: What are “Lucy rules” exactly?

LUCY: It means, “Go to Monkey Bizness.”

ME: That’s your only rule? Going to a bounce house?

LUCY: Yep.

ME: Well, that might explain things. So, what are Mommy’s rules?

LUCY: Ummm, go pee-pee on the potty?

ME: Right. Are there any others? Like listening and following directions, maybe?

LUCY: No, I don’t think so. Can I listen to the Elmo song now?

Lucy 1, Mommy 0

1 comment:

  1. Hahahaha!!!! I'm so glad you're writing this stuff down. It's so easy to forget after a while even when you think you never will. It's too hot for "Lucy's Rules" right now. Wait for cooler temps and THEN follow Lucy's rules.