We're going through a tiny speedbump in the road of childhood. Olivia has been disobedient for a week-long streak. It's minor, and it will pass. In the meantime, I'm trying various methods of getting the lesson to her.
One thing I said was that Mommy has to follow the rules, too. "When I go to work, I have to do what my boss tells me to do. If I don't, the punishment is much worse than time-out," I said.
"What happens to you?" she asked.
"If I'm really bad and I don't listen for a long time, I could get fired!" I said. "Fired means they kick you out from your job and you have to find a new one!"
She looked scared on my behalf. "I don't want you to get fired!" Olivia exclaimed.
I was flattered at her empathy and thinking that maybe she's finally going to start being obedient at home. Silly me for thinking that.
"You have good brunch that you get to eat. And a nice pool. I want you to keep working there," Olivia said. "You keep being a good girl."
Terrific. Now my priorities have been straightened out and I know why I have to keep this job.