From a LONG line of fakers

Katie faked a fall off the couch yesterday in order to get a cookie.

I wish I was kidding.

She knows that when she announces that she's "crying", we do try to cheer her up. It's just too cute and she is the baby. And she's so darn smart and has a fabulous little vocabulary for a girl who hasn't quite hit two yet.

So, yesterday, she arranged herself on the floor in front of the couch, then announced very convincingly that she was "crying". Daddy went to get her, and was giving her the lecture that she wasn't supposed to JUMP on the couch (which she does multiple times a day, which often results in her bouncing off the couch... which ends up with her actually "crying"). He was patting her back when she immediately stopped crying and asked for a "cookie".

And he realized that he'd been had.

When she falls off the couch, you hear it. She's a solid princess. In fact, the impact tremor from Katie launching off the couch can be felt a county away.

And we hadn't heard (or felt) one.

She wanted the cookie.

Which, in a fit of terrible precedent setting, we gave her.

But we did make a point of telling her that she didn't need to fake a fall to get a cookie. She could just ask, and if she's been a good girl (and she usually has), she can have one. Without the drama.

Of course, I don't know where she gets it.

-k