busting out

Last night Lily didn't want to go to bed. She was so tired that she had been bouncing from the ceiling with helium balloons at 6:15. After I put her to bed, she got up. And then she got up again. And again. So I jokingly told her that if she got out of bed again I would make her sleep outside.

A few minutes later she came out of her room in her warmest pajamas and a poncho, and said, "I'm ready to sleep outside!"

"Lily! It was a threat! I was only kidding!"

She was mad! She screamed, "You cannot threaten children! If an adult threatens a child they can go to jail! YOU COULD GO TO JAIL!"

I did not engage in her argument.

This made her more angry. I then heard her yelling from her bed, "I'm going to bust one of my windows and sleep outside! You should let me sleep outside so I don't bust one of these windows! I'm going to bust right through!" (I'm thinking she just learned the term "bust.")

I still didn't engage in her argument. Oh, boy! She was really mad now.

"IF I BUST THIS WINDOW I'M NOT PAYING FOR IT! You and Dad will have to pay for it! I DON"T EVEN KNOW WHERE MY MONEY IS!!"

Hm. She underestimates me. I'm pretty sure she'd rather have me spending my money on that new sewing machine she asked for for her birthday....rather than a new window for her room.

But maybe I'm underestimating her?