Little White Lies

We went to dinner tonight instead of me cooking because I had a pretty severe headache. Marisa was in a fine mood of "not eating," so it was a bit stressful. Trying to keep an antsy 3 yr old from driving the other diners insane is sometimes a difficult task. (sigh)

After dinner, we went to the park to let the girls run off a bit of excess energy. The weather is so pleasant these days that getting out to play is much easier for me. The girls discovered a part of the playground where they could climb up really high. I think they revel in this climbing because it allows them to be adventurous without having any real danger. (That doesn't stop my heart from skipping a beat...)

Well - when we were ready to leave, Marisa spotted a tiny little white butterfly. She commenced to chasing the butterfly around the parking lot while Kira got in the car. I could tell that dragging her away from her prize would result in one of her classic mood swings.

When Marisa lost sight of the butterfly, I told her it had flown into the car. She chased 'the butterfly' right into her carseat. She did look around for the butterfly, but never really figured out that she had just been finagled into doing what I wanted her to do...

(Score one point for Mommy.)