One tricky problem with having a sooper geenius four-year-old child is that they run rings 'round you logically. Or illogically.
"No, Daddy, I only go to sleep by myself on Wednesdays."
"But you did it last night and that was Saturday."
"I've got a deal for you..."
Where did THIS come from? Here she is pitching me, even though she has never met any of the suits from my job. I went back to logic:
"I don't want any deals, darling. You had your brand-new big-girl car seat put in the car today, and big girls go to sleep all by themselves, so --"