As I was driving Miriam from the school last night the sun was shining in her face. Here is the conversation we had:
Miriam: "There is too much light on my nose"
Daddy: "Do you mean the sun is shining on your face?"
Miriam: "No, the sun is shining on my nose and my nose is shining on my face."
Daddy: "Ok, but it is the sun and there is nothing we can do about it. You can cover your eyes with your hands if you want."
Five minutes later:
Miriam: "I want to kick the sun with my foot"
Daddy: "That's not nice to kick things with your feet, but just this once you can try kicking the sun with your foot."
When we got home:
Miriam: "I want to kick the sun with my foot."
Daddy: "Ok, but that's it, no more kicking"
She tries to kick, that obviously doesn't work, and the evening of the whining toddler begins. We later found out she was sick with fever and just about everything was making her cranky.
