When I am not above playing dirty with my 4-year-old daughter

To build up Hurricane Hadley’s confidence, I often pretend to be dumber than I am and marvel when she gets the correct answer.

This strategy has backfired lately because she is now convinced I am stupid.

Hadley: I am smarter than you, Mommy.

Me: [Backpeddling] I don’t think so, dear.

Hadley: Well, I am.

Me: Oh yeah? What is 4 + 2?

Hadley: [Silence. Insert crickets chirping]

Me: Touché, my dear.

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