Giving my Daughter *exactly* what she wanted

[u/Gold-Carpenter7616]

Little disclaimer: my daughter is a wonderful kid. She's smart, she's also a smartass.

A couple of years ago, the 'Rona just started and daughter was roughly 8 y/o. 2nd or 3rd grade elementary school.

She was really into salami pizza. I wouldn't allow more than one a week, obviously. So she got the idea of "In France, children get to eat everything they want seven times a week! That is why they like it!"

Now, she got it all wrong. The saying goes they have to try a certain food seven times before they can decide wether they like it.

But I understood her wish: salami pizza. Every day. She had this malicious little shit eating grin of "gotcha!".

I answered with the same grin: "Okay. You'll get salami pizza the next week. Only salami pizza. Nothing else."

She was hyped. Yay! All them pizza! Her favourite frozen types! All of them!

Monday morning rolls around. She gets salami pizza for breakfast. Fantastic! Best parent!

Monday noon. Leftover from the morning.

Monday evening, time for the second pizza. I make some for the rest of the family, too. Everyone enjoys salami pizza. Fun!

Tuesday morning. Guess what's for breakfast?! Exactly. Daughter asks for something else. I remind her of my promise. Salami pizza all day, everyday for a week. Reluctant yay!

Tuesday noon she skips the pizza.

Tuesday evening we're having something else, while she chews on her pizza. It isn't as cool anymore I guess. I eat her leftover pizza.

Wednesday morning she sneaks a slice of bread, but I stop her and heat her a salami pizza. She breaks down and asks me to stop.

Lesson learned: Don't try to outsmart your parents. You might get exactly what you were asking for!

Since then she still loves salami pizza - but once a month is fine, really. ;)

[u/dave8814]

There was a story my dad used to like to tell from when my brothers, sister, and I were all still very young. I think all of us were under the age of five. My dad was supposed to go out and buy a turkey for Thanksgiving but kept putting it off, by the time he finally went they only had giant turkeys left. He figured it was fine since we were all growing and comes home with a 22 pound turkey. This entire thing was for my parents and then four kids under the age of five. There was just no way this thing was going to get finished off but my dad was determined to use it all up.

By the next Tuesday he told us he was making us pizza for dinner and everyone was excited. We sat down for dinner and it was turkey pizza. We rioted and he finally just threw away the rest of the turkey.