Bert and Ernie counting fruit...
Feb. 24th, 2007 08:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Wherein Bert can't enjoy sorting paper clips because Ernie is too busy counting fruit.
They always were my favorite characters! *curls up to watch*
On the subject of counting things that aren't there... Yesterday, I had told Ana that she could have one Fig Newton when we got home. She's already had a lot of treats that day (that week!), so restricting her to a single Newton was more than reasonable.
She didn't even get the cookie - she had a bit of a meltdown after I woke her to get off the bus, and when she calmed down she forgot all about it anyway.
But prior to this, we had the following conversation:
Ana: Maybe... maybe I could have two cookies.
Me: (carefully refraining from telling her that a cookie may be just a cookie, but a Fig Newton is fruit and cake) No, Ana, you can have one cookie.
Ana: But I could have two!
Me: Or you could have none....
Ana: Oh.
...
Maybe I could have one outside and one inside. That makes two!
Me: No. You can only have one cookie.
Ana: No, no, no. I could have one outside and one inside, and that is two!
Me: Yes, it is two, but you can't have two cookies. You can only have one cookie.
Ana: No, no, Connie, listen. I could have one cookie outside, and another cookie inside. Two cookies!
Me: Ana, you're not a lawyer. You don't get to do this.
Ana: I do get to! I can have one outside and one inside, right? Then it's two!
Me: Or, you could have no cookies outside, and no cookies inside. That's two, isn't it?
Ana: *frowning* No, Connie. That's not two. That's NONE.
Me: Oh. You're right, it is. But you still can't have two cookies.
Ana: No, no-
Me: NO.
Then she started whining a bit and I told her that if she kept it up, we'd have to get off the bus and wait for the next one. And she shut up about it. And fell asleep.
They always were my favorite characters! *curls up to watch*
On the subject of counting things that aren't there... Yesterday, I had told Ana that she could have one Fig Newton when we got home. She's already had a lot of treats that day (that week!), so restricting her to a single Newton was more than reasonable.
She didn't even get the cookie - she had a bit of a meltdown after I woke her to get off the bus, and when she calmed down she forgot all about it anyway.
But prior to this, we had the following conversation:
Ana: Maybe... maybe I could have two cookies.
Me: (carefully refraining from telling her that a cookie may be just a cookie, but a Fig Newton is fruit and cake) No, Ana, you can have one cookie.
Ana: But I could have two!
Me: Or you could have none....
Ana: Oh.
...
Maybe I could have one outside and one inside. That makes two!
Me: No. You can only have one cookie.
Ana: No, no, no. I could have one outside and one inside, and that is two!
Me: Yes, it is two, but you can't have two cookies. You can only have one cookie.
Ana: No, no, Connie, listen. I could have one cookie outside, and another cookie inside. Two cookies!
Me: Ana, you're not a lawyer. You don't get to do this.
Ana: I do get to! I can have one outside and one inside, right? Then it's two!
Me: Or, you could have no cookies outside, and no cookies inside. That's two, isn't it?
Ana: *frowning* No, Connie. That's not two. That's NONE.
Me: Oh. You're right, it is. But you still can't have two cookies.
Ana: No, no-
Me: NO.
Then she started whining a bit and I told her that if she kept it up, we'd have to get off the bus and wait for the next one. And she shut up about it. And fell asleep.
