Good Question

Hanging out this morning with Declan before the work day began. He was playing a video game when he stopped and looked at me.

"I really like Playdoh but you never let me play it. Why don't you let me play Playdoh?"

He really catches me off guard sometimes. This, I thought to myself, what a brilliant question. There is no good reason. It's messy. I don't like it. These are not good enough reasons to tell him no.

"Maybe this weekend you can play with your Playdoh."

"Ok."

And he wins again.