Today, Ellie and I went to the Seattle Aquarium and had a great time. On the way out, we stopped by the gift shop, where of course Ellie wanted to buy something.
So we looked around, and when she grabbed a stuffed toy I said, “Something smaller.” She found a little plush river otter, and when I tried to steer her toward something a bit less expensive, she pointed out that the otter was in fact smaller than what I suggested.
I bought the otter. She’s happy. I’m happy.
I related this to Kim tonight and admitted that I made a tactical mistake by specifying size as the deciding factor. She smiled, hugged me, and said:
“The tactical mistake is that you went into the store in the first place.”
So wise, that one.