Or is he just torturing me?

Yesterday was Sassy’s birthday.  She turned eight.  I can hardly believe it. Time really flies…..

At breakfast she began negotiating with me to reveal her birthday presents.  I don’t know where she gets this behavior (hahahahahaha snort).She doesn’t get to open them until this afternoon when we’re all home from work and school.  Anyway, her brother, The Bandit, said, “I’ll tell you what I didn’t buy you.”  And then he proceeded to tell her exactly what her father and I bought her.  I raced across the kitchen and clamped my hands over her ears but not before he said the most important word.

“Dude!” I said in exasperation.  “Why did you do that?”

“Well, I didn’t tell her what I bought her.” He was right of course.  He very clearly left out the information on his own present for her.

Sassy, God bless her, tried to convince me she hadn’t heard anything.  But she’s my kid and I’m never going to believe that.  Just by virtue of having my DNA, I’m certain at the very least she was able to read her brother’s lips even if she didn’t hear the actual words.

The part I can’t understand is, why he would tell her when his torture could be so much more effective if he wouldn’t tell her.