On the way home from the party yesterday …
Her : Why don’t we have a downstairs toilet?
Me : Because we moved and the new house doesn’t have a downstairs toilet.
Her : But I want to have a downstairs toilet?
Me : But we don’t have one and we won’t be getting one.
Her : But what if I’m really desperate for a wee
Me : Then you’ll have to run up the stairs quickly
Her : But what if I’m REALLY desperate?
Me : As soon as you think you might need to go, just go.
Her : Hmmm, but it would be better if we had a downstairs toilet
Me : Yes, it would, but we don’t.
Her : But what if I’m so desperate that I don’t think I need a wee?
Me : Wow, look at that church steeple, isn’t it … umm … pointy.
13 Comments on "Exasperating conversations with my 5 year old # 2"
Kids are so funny…. We do have downstairs toilet and both mine come downstairs to use it on a night….. its their favourite one apparently….
We don’t have a downstairs loo either. I let them wee in the garden. Shh, don’t tell anyone.
Our conversations are about how close we live to school, they go on and one. They want to live… we live about 10 houses away!
Not going to get anywhere with that one…nice destraction though!
But you know, there is that sensation, when you’ve had to keep a wee in for a very long time, where you can’t actually feel anything any more. I bet that’s what was meant.
Ah the clouding the issue method of communication – great.
But, I grew up in a house with only an upstairs loo and it was a long one at that. You had to set off 15 minutes before you needed to go just to get there!!!
I use the what do you think method of communicaiton with the MiniMads!!
Ah, women vs. men.
At the point our head hurts, we will make a sarcatic suggestion that the little one will take as truth and permission.
aka – Then just go in the back yard. Or, that’s what the kitchen sink is for.
And then we get slaughtered later when it is acted upon.
Nice use of distraction there.
Reasoning with the unreasonable, it’s a lost cause.
I like the girl. I’m a great fan of persistence in a conversation. I find that’s why my husband ignored me a lot…
Am I going to regret saying that I’m looking forward to these conversations?
I am aren’t I…
It is the way the conversations go round and round for hours without ever moving on anywhere that does my head in. And the little ones will always win. Always. Because they can keep going long after the adults are screaming in pain out of the window.
Almost worth the cost of installing a bathroom downstairs!
he he he he
sigh – very tempted to start writing down my little ones conversations…