Yesterday you took some interest in Juliette's tail. You went to grab it and I cautioned you not to pull. So you said, "I want to pull my tail, Momma." (A phase you're going through whenever you're disciplined: "I want to bite me, Momma." "I want to hit me, Daddy.")

"Well, sweetie, you don't have a tail?"

"Why not?"

"Because people don't have tails. Animals do, but people don't."

"But I want one."

"I'm sorry, sweetie."

"I want go store and buy tail, Momma!"

Posted on February 9, 2007 03:18 PM