Owen: Mommy, can I pick out a show at the library?
Me: If you are good while Mommy gets her things, then you can pick out a show.
In my early years of Mommy-ing, I used to have very high faluting beliefs which concluded that children should act a certain way because it is the way in which you have shown them to behave. As the years have worn on and I have become severely out-numbered, I have turned to the bribery that many parents swear they will never submit to.
Owen and I had a discussion over what he could pick out for his show. There were a few unsavory selections he contemplated and I put the ix-nay on those right from the start (example: Pokemon). I did my best sales job and put a spin on it to make sure it was his choice, not my cajoling. So, we brought home a DVD that included episodes from a show my two older children used to watch years ago that appeared on The Learning Channel. The show was about a little chick and his escapades from day-to-day with his other barnyard pals. The little chick's name was Peep.
This morning, Owen came to me and with the voice of innocence asked,
"Mommy, can I watch that Peep Show again?"I am only grateful we were not out in public, or at church, when those words came out of his mouth!