Below are actual conversations I had with Noah this weekend.
Me: Noah, did you take Brat Pills today?
Noah: No Mommy, you didn't buy me any
**For the record, Noah had a rough weekend with regard to whinning and his overall behavior. The pièce de résistance was Sunday afternoon at Michael's when he laid on the floor of the frame department and started moaning that he wanted candy.
Later that evening, in the car
Noah: Mommy, I am tryyyyyying to have good behavior.
Me: Well sweetheart, than what is stopping you? (thoughtful pause)
Noah: My life.
Me: Hysterical laughter, followed by a sudden urge to Tweet.