Me (calmly): Claire, come to the table, it's time to eat. no response
Me (calmly): Claire it's time to eat dinner, come eat with us.
Claire with hands on hips and a scrunched up angry face yells back: I do not like it when you tell me what to do. I don't want you to be the boss of me. I want to be the boss of me.
Me ( bad parenting moment #836): I bust out laughing because she was so so serious and her little scrunched up face looked hysterical.
I then calmly said, Claire it's time to eat, I hope you'll join us soon. She came, sat down and was her usual happy self. This still makes me laugh, I have no idea where she came up with the word boss because I don't think we've ever used that term.
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