"Mummy, I dont want to go to Ballet", says Sophia.
"Why not?" I asked.
"I dont want to go to ballet because all the childyen are teasing me"
"Why for?"
"Because I have no ballet skirt"
"I will make you a beautiful ballet skirt"
"No. i dont want to go to ballet, but I want to go to my yeal school"
"I see. "
Half an hour later, husband and I are discussing the logistics of making a tutu.
"Mummy, I dont want to go to ballet"
"You always complain that Anjali goes for class and you dont go for any class. This is your class"
"No. Mummy please... i dont want to go for ballet, but I want to go for other class."
"You have to try it"
"No!"
Now trying reverse psychology
"OK Sophia. You dont have to go to ballet class and you dont have to go to piano. Mummy and daddy will work with Anjali on her ballet and piano and reading and we wont work with you for anything. Ok?"
Bottom lip comes out in a perfect sulk.
"Ok"
Shucks. IT backfired. Is there a Maisy goes for ballet book that i can borrow? Of courrse, I could tell her that Dr Birute Galdikas learnt ballet. That would work better than Maisy. And it is true
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