'Do you want juice?'
Do you want some toast?'
'Do you want some chocolate?'
'NO' - I will NOT comply
I finish feeding Hz and Biryani approaches me, wanting to have some lap time and sing humpty dumpty.
'Put him away' , pointing to car seat
Biryani wields my biro left unattended for a couple of minutes. I rush to the kitchen to fetch some paper from the drawer, followed in hot pusuit by daughter.
Daughter -*Cries*, 'NO, NO', 'push, push'
Oh, you want me to shut the drawer so you can fetch the paper yourself.
I close the drawer. Peace is resumed ..