At the breakfast table this morning, Malcolm declared, "My U2 dream went into Maren's dream!"
"No, it didn't, Malcolm. I didn't dream about U2."
"Yes. My dream was about U2 and then I made you dream about U2."
"How did that happen?"
"My U2 dream just had an attacher on it so it could go out of my room and into Maren's room and attach to her dream and then she dreamed about U2, too!"
"No, I didn't."
"Yes. You really did."
3 comments:
Hmmm, if this were to escalate into a sibling dispute, what parenting strategy would you employ to diffuse the situation? (Very funny event, by the way.)
Man I miss your kids!
Erin
You know, Erin, there is a solution to that problem!
As for the parenting strategy to mediate the dispute, I'm torn between using problem-solving techniques and rolling my eyes.
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