Arguments

I hate arguing. I avoid it as much as possible, but this argument was different, and would prove to be the best of my life thus far.

It went something like this:

Miller handed me his sippy cup after a second filling of milk.

Me: (made the sign for "all finished") "All done."

Miller: (makes the sign for "more" and points to his sippy cup)

Me: "No, all done."

Miller: (makes the sign for "more" wildly and points to his sippy cup)

Me: "No, we are all done!"

Miller: (stomps feet, whines loudly, and points)

Me: "All done."

It went like this several more times with Miller growing more frustrated that I was ignoring his signs.

In the end he won, and after a third helping of milk, he promptly passed out on the couch. I think I have a milkaholic on my hands...

This was Miller's first real non-verbal communication with me that was completely comprehensive and held attention. I am so proud.