Little Bit: I'm hungry!
Me: I just fed you! In fact, you still have milk on your chin!
LB: Oh yeah. Well then, what do you want to do?
Me: I have an idea! Why don't we take a nap? Wouldn't that be fun?
LB: Eh. I already napped for five whole minutes fourteen hours ago. Why would I want to do it again?
Me: Well, how about you sit quietly while I nap?
LB: Sounds boring. How long did you want to do this?
Me: Three hours?
LB: No way! How about ten minutes?
Me: How about two and a half hours?
LB: A half hour, with an option for a ten minute cry in the middle in which I will be absolutely inconsolable.
Me: An hour, and no inconsolable cry.
LB: No deal. I need the cry. The cry is non-negotiable.
Me: Fine. How about forty-five minutes, with a three minute cry?
LB: Right in the middle of your REM sleep?
Me: (sigh) Okay.
LB: Throw in a twenty-five minute nurse and a full wardrobe change after my diaper leaks and we'll have a deal.
LB: Sweet. Do your nap thing then. The clock is ticking.I feel like maybe I got the short end of the stick on this one, but I don't care. Little Bit is better at this negotiation thing than I am.