Rianna was playing with a clothespin; it pinched her pretty badly, and she burst into tears. I rushed over and sympathized, "Oh... did the clothespin bite you? That was not nice, was it?! Biting is not kind - it makes us go OUCH!"
She nodded emphatically and sternly told the clothespin "Nah-nah - Bah! Bah!" <-- (her version of "no, no" + "bad choice") then promptly put the clothespin in time-out.
#shereallydoesunderstandhowthisworks
Was despairingly sure that my heel spurs were back in full force, since I can once again hear/feel physical crackling when I stand barefoot in our kitchen.
Fortunately, it turns out I was standing (indirectly) on 42 Cheerios, which Rianna had resourcefully tucked under my kitchen rugs.
#littlesquirrel #therealreasonshestillseemedhungry #untappedstoragepotential