As her imagination grows, the line between pretend and reality becomes blurrier.

For lunch, I bribed her: one kernel of all-natural white cheddar popcorn for one bite of “real” food. After she finished all the “real” food, she wanted to finish the bag of popcorn. Mommy said no. Then the entertainment began.
“Mom, let me read you the popcorn bag. It says, ‘You can eat with real food or by itself.’ See, Mom. I can eat it,” the princess said.
“Sorry. No more. Maybe later,” Mom said.
“Mom, the bag says, ‘Eat right now.’ Right now!” said the princess, in a matter-of-fact voice as she moved her pointer finger across the crinkly gourmet popcorn packaging.
How do I argue with imaginary instructions? I sat stumped for a second. Then decided I may as well play along.
“Honey, read the fine print,” I said. “It clearly reads, ‘Only when Mom says it’s ok.’”
She asked if I said it was ok. I reaffirmed my position. Discussion over. Ha! I got her!
I have a feeling her skills will only improve with time. I’m worried.