Monday, October 25, 2010

A Paper Lost

Lena -3 yr. old- came into my office and crawled on my lap. With my soft voice I said: "Lena, I can't play with you. I have to work so that we get money and we can buy more sausages; then you can eat more sausages.". She:"... but Daddy there are lots of sausages in the refrigerator. You saw it ...". Me:"Yeah, but soon you will have eaten all of them.". She:"ok, I don't eat sausages anymore." She won -> paper lost ...

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