Hubby and I were getting dinner ready and the older two were sitting at the table. I had asked Sunshine to do something and she had whined a "but, but, but" at me. Hubby jumps in and tells her she needs to obey her mother. Sunshine asks, What's obey mean? A legitimate question, I don't think I've ever used the word before.
So I explain. "When I tell you to go upstairs and brush your teeth and you go upstairs and do it right away, that is obeying me. When I tell you to go upstairs and brush your teeth and you don't or you complain and whine, that is disobeying me." I thought it was a pretty good explanation personally.
"Oooohhhhh." She seems to get it.
I decide to push it and ask them, "So do you like to obey Mommy (said with a nice happy smile), or do you like to disobey Mommy (said with that warning voice you learn when you become a mom)?"
Sunshine thinks... "I like to... obey Mommy." Good girl.
I foolishly ask Monkey then. His reply,
"Um, I liiiiike... to disobey Mommy."
At least he's honest.