The two-year-old was complaining about something in the other room while my husband was telling me about something important that had happened at work that day. We were both fully prepared to just go on ignoring her until she came into the room to be sure that we could bear the full brunt of her futile protesting. She got too loud for us to hear each other speak. (Oh, come on, parents. You’ve never ignored your child’s complaints?) Then finally my husband yelled, “Hey, I’m talking!” To which she replied, “Well, I’m crying!”
She had us there.