vote for me...and then leave me alone

as if being bossy wasn't bad enough...

i think pooka is destined to be a politician. she talks out of both sides of her mouth. one minute she says, "mommy, you're the best." and the next she sasses me and refuses to do anything i say.

she can be uber-polite, thanking kisu or i for the strangest things (usually well after the fact), like letting her pack her own lunch. but then she'll imperiously demand milk with dinner and not even say please.

when she says that i'm 'her best mommy' i ask, "why, then, don't you do what i tell you?"

she says, "sometimes you get on my nerves!"

likewise, i'm sure.