Last weekend, Ares was in a foul mood. Usually, talking about what is planned cheers him up. Here's our conversation:
Me: Grandma and Grandpa are coming over this evening, and tomorrow we're going to the zoo and then a party. That will be fun, won't it?
Ares: No
Me: But you love the zoo. There will be lots of animals, and you get to dress up in your monsters costume, and ALL of your grandparents will be with you. That's going to be awesome!
Ares: No is not, not awesome
Me: After the zoo, we'll all go to a party at Auntie Cindy and Uncle Mike's house. You like parties! It'll be so much fun!
Ares: Not fun, no.
Me: C'mon, you love parties. There will be lots of people with costumes and candy, and.. uhm, cookies and your....
Ares: Ohhhh waaaiiit a minute, I like chocolate cookies.
-- and all was well in the world.
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