After I finished typing my last post, I turned off the computer and sighed.
"I want to play a video game..."
Smirk twitching the corner of his lips, he replies, "Well, you can if you want to. What do you want to play?"
"Super Mario Galaxy"
"Just go put it on. You should put it on if you want to."
Is he modeling behavior he wants me to exhibit?
"Well, but Daddy hasn't seen that one yet, so we should probably wait for him."
"We don't have to tell him..."
Excuse me? What a little sneak! Why did he have to inherit this from me?
I explained that this was not the way to go about things, so he ran and got the phone.
Luckily, good ol' Daddy gave us the go ahead.
But I swear we will not be living the scene depicted by my overly imaginative brother-in-law in the comment section for "Oh, the sickness" if only because I have no idea what "Holiday in Cambodia" is. I do have some self-control which should be obvious to anyone since I made it all the way to 2pm before playing anything today. I deserve a medal. Really. I do.