Jack: Now that we have a big back yard we need to get a dog.
I see this as an improvement over last week’s logic which concluded that we needed a horse.
Me: Oh, hon, we can’t get a dog; Mommy’s allergic.
Jack: That’s okay, Mommy. You can live in the house next door, with Henry.
Me: But who will tuck you in at night?
Jack: You can come over, for a visit.
Me: But who will snuggle daddy at night?
Jack: Me and Maggie will.
Clearly, he has thought this through. Maybe I can appeal to his emotions.
Me: Jack, won’t you miss me?
Jack: A little bit.
Hand held up holding his index finger and thumb less than an inch apart.
Me: What if Maggie is allergic to dogs?
Jack: She can live next door with you.
Apparently, I have been evicted.