We were on our way home from a vacation in Fiji when we got the terrible news that Roger's dad had died. I was giving Schatz a little pep talk because she really doesn't **quite** understand about death. (For the record, I was looking for something along the lines of "family". I would have also given full credit for "love" or "caring".)
Me: Honey, your Daddy is sad and it's okay. Just give him a hug and tell him you love him. He'd like that because what does Mommy say is the most important thing?
Schatz is a sassy six year old. She is a handful. "Schatz" (Shot-zee) is a German endearment like honey or sweetie.
Early on I decided that I had two options with this child. I could get frustrated with her when she is sassy or bossy; or I could recognize the humor in the situation, grab a pen, and write it down. I chose the latter. Yes, this is real. No, this is not an exaggeration.
In the spirit of fair parenting, I've started peppering this blog with the funny things that my older daughter says and does. You can't make this stuff up!