I'd like to take a quick moment to note that yesterday marks the very first time Alex manipulated her dada because I wasn't giving her what she wanted. Who knew it started so young?
Basically, we were all three in the pediatrician's waiting room, Marcus, me in the middle, and Alex sitting in her own chair much to her delight. She then started sliding off and insisting I put her back in the chair (we're working on our upper body strength). After a while I grew weary of the game and told her that I wasn't going to put her back in the chair.
She looked at me for a minute or two, I suppose trying to ascertain how serious I was, and when she finally concluded I was indeed, very serious, she walked over to Marcus and indicated to him she wanted to sit in his lap. He picked her up (having not noticed what was going on next to him) and she proceeded to crawl out of his lap, onto and over me, and into "her" chair which she promptly slid right out of.
The thought process for this took less than a minute which I applaud; it didn't take her long to figure out a solution to her problem. But the deceit? Whoa boy. We are in for it. She's only 18 months old and she has a lot to learn...this is going to be bad.
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