Pleeeaaasse!

Taylor has taken to spending Saturdays with me.

She begs and begs for time together.

Major guilt I start to feel...

as her folding clothes with me is not enough.

I love being with my 7 year old.

I give her the majority of my time..

(as much as caring for the baby will allow and the boys' overwhelming-ness)

..as we go about our Saturday.

But I am finding she is not happy until we leave the house.

Just us two.

Sweet....

Yes...

Right?!

Until I figured out her motivation.

Not just does she want to spend time with me...

She wants me to BUY her something.

BUYING.

I am not a fan of "yes, please go ahead and pick out whatever you want..whenever you want it."

I was not raised that way.

We walked through Michaels as my daughter stopped at every isle

which all included something "horse".

I could see the light in her eyes as she asked me to buy her one of everything in the store.

My mouth said the word "no" more times than I could count.

(Plus, I was getting great ideas for Christmas.)

As much as I wanted to load the cart up with every wish her heart desired..

I knew *hoped* I was teaching her a better lesson.

I did allow her to pick a treat from the check-out isle.

So before your thoughts go to how mean I am...

She did walk away with Starburst.

And I was very pleased with how happy that made my daughter.

She grabbed my hand with her big toothy smile...

as we walked out of the store.

Just us two...