I Don’t Want to go There

We went out to dinner as a family and afterwards as I got into the car I realized it was still early, and being a Friday night, I thought “why don’t we go get a treat?”  My husband had met us at the restaurant so I was alone in the car with my 3.5 year old son and my 1 year old daughter.  I rang up my hubby on the car’s Bluetooth:

Marc: Hello?
Me: Hey, I was thinking since it was still early do you want to stop by Cold Stone?  (I used the name of the place so in case my husband didn’t want to go, I had not unduly alerted my son as to what he would have missed out on.)
Marc: Yeah I suppose we could do that.
Mason: (in the backseat we hear him) No Mommy!  I don’t want to go there!
Me: OK, I’ll meet you over there, just loop around.
Mason: No Mommy!  I don’t want to go.
Marc: (Pauses because he hears Mason) OK, see you there.
Me: (I hang up the Bluetooth and address my son) Mason…do you KNOW what is Cold Stone?
Mason.  No, I don’t want to go there.
Me: Do you know what it is?  Yes or no.
Mason: No
Me: It’s an ice cream store.
Mason: Ohhhhhh.  Yes, Mommy!  I DO want to go there!  I DO, I DO!
Me: Yeah, that’s what I thought.  (We arrive at the store and get out of the car.  My husband walks up)
Marc: Mason, did I hear you say you don’t want to go here?  OK, let’s get back in the car and go. (teasing Mason)
Mason: No Daddy!  I didn’t KNOW!  I didn’t know it was an ICE CREAM store!  I want to go here.  Mommy tricked me!


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