However - last week Peter and Havi were out and about and someone cut Peter off in traffic, he got a little annoyed but held his tongue... then Havi perked up with "It's OK Daddy, you can say what the hell!".
So nice of her to give him permission!
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While cleaning teeth a few days ago Havi was arguing about which toothbrush she should use (the child has four for some reason). The conversation went something like this...
Me: "Havi, don't argue, just clean your teeth."
Havi: "But it's my job to argue."
Me: "Oh really, well, we better get you signed up for law school then."
Havi: "What does that mean?"
Me: "Well, if it's your job to argue, then you'd make a good lawyer."
Havi: "Like Auntie Brooke?"
Me: "Yes."
Havi: "But Auntie Brooke is nice, she doesn't argue!"
Me: "Yes, she's a nice lawyer."
Havi: "Oh."
Havi: "But it's my job to argue."
Me: "Oh really, well, we better get you signed up for law school then."
Havi: "What does that mean?"
Me: "Well, if it's your job to argue, then you'd make a good lawyer."
Havi: "Like Auntie Brooke?"
Me: "Yes."
Havi: "But Auntie Brooke is nice, she doesn't argue!"
Me: "Yes, she's a nice lawyer."
Havi: "Oh."
Not all lawyers are mean!
