Future Labor Negotiator?

This morning started out just a little differently than usual. That is, my 2.5 YO didn't feel so hot and projectile vomited all over me. Three times. Well, really just twice if you discount the third time when I managed to dodge almost all of it except for that which hit my feet. You'd think that would spell dread for the day ahead. For the bed, yes. For me, that scored me an extra 5 minutes in the shower (yes!) and a late start to work. For her, it was a different story.

As I was heading out the door I heard her start to engage in a serious negotiation session over whether or not she could have any waffles.

Her [to no one in particular]:" I want waffles."
Her [in a not altogether unpleasant singsongy voice that still manages to instill a sense of foreboding and dread]: "I want waffles. ... I want wahhh fullls."
Us: [Silence. Well, more like a silent prayer that she'll *forget* she asked and won't ask again.]
Her: "I want waffles, mommy."
Me: "Nooo, I don't think that's a good idea, your tummy hurts and you'll get sick again." [Me, to self: Darnit! I engaged!!]

Mind you, she is barely able to sit up, and has been draped on the couch almost the whole time.

Her: "No, I won't. I'm not sick." Pause. "I want waaaaa-fullllls, daddy."
#1 Husband: "No, sweetie. You can't eat right now."

More silence on our end. We parents huddled together and determined that she probably shouldn't have any food, but knowing her sheer will and ability to repeat the same phrase over and over and over until you just can't take it anymore, we collectively decided that she could have a *few* bites.
Her: "I. Want. Wa. Fulls."
Me: "Oh my, look at the time. I am so late. Gotta go, hon! Good luck!"

I found out later that she ended up getting a whole one. Future labor negotiator??

With the tough part of the day over, I enjoyed four business meetings and a 55 minute commute ride home. Left "early", which by my standard meant that I was out the door by 5 and in the house by 6:15 (which includes a pit stop to the local grocery store for you math wizards out there). Arrived home just as dinner was being served. Pork tenderloin, rice and sauteed kale. Yum! My contribution was the witty conversation about my new *blog* and the homemade chocolate sauce I reheated for the ice cream.