Another beautiful day today. We spent it with my mother, my cousin and her boyfriend, and we had a lovely time. We ended our day with a barbecue outside and at one point, Chloe was pleading with us to allow her to ask her friend to come over for a pinecone battle. Our answer was a resolute, “NO!” but anyone who knows Chloe knows that she doesn’t take no for an answer.
This went on and on, for a good 20 minutes. She attempted to cajole us by speaking in French, repeating “S’il te plait” at least 10 times. She tempted us with cherries and cupcakes on top. And she whined. And whined. And whined some more.
At one point, Papa asked Chloe what time it was. We were trying to prove a point to her – that it was Sunday evening, we had company and that there was no way in hell we were going to allow her to call her friend about an hour before bedtime. She looked at her watch with a traditional clock face and replied, “It’s two minutes ’til 6:20.” It took us about two seconds to realize what time it was, and we all started to laugh simultaneously.
I love Chloe. And no, her friend did not come over to play.