Smartypants

One of our rules is that if Tesla is eating, she needs to be sitting down at the table. The other morning I caught Tesla munching while walking down the hallway, so I told her she had to sit down. She was passing by the stairs, so sat down on the stair step, and grinned at me smugly so that I knew that she knew she was playing with me. She was sitting right? Isn't that what you said, mama?

So I grinned back and asked, "are you being a smarty-pants?" to which she replied, "no, I have pajamas."

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