Me: I love you Owen.
Owen: No you don't.
Me: Yes I do sweetheart.
Owen: NO YOU DON'T!!!!!
But wait...there's more....
Me: It's raining outside.
Owen: No it's not.
Me: Hey, you pushed me.
Owen: No I didn't.
Me: Please hang your coat up, it doesn't belong on the kitchen floor.
Owen: Yes it does.
Aaaand we could do this all night......
Big O has his own Elf named Georgie who watches over him and reports back to Santa each night. Kind of like Elf on a Shelf but we can't actually see Georgie. I knew he would never believe that a stuffed doll had enough clout to actually follow through with my threats, so it's better this way. Sometimes when things get really bad, I pull out my cell phone and "call" Georgie.
"Hi...it's Tammy... Owen's mom. Yes, I just wanted to let you know that Owen is not listening to me again...."
At this point, O is BEGGING for me to hang up the phone. It works like a charm. I have no idea what I will do once Christmas is over!