I am about to admit — in public and in writing — that I have a tough time saying ‘no.’
Oh, not to my kids. I tell them ‘no’ all of the time. “No, you may not have another $20 to buy the new Shooter of the Red Moon video game.” and “No, you may not borrow my truck to carry that really smelly couch to your friend Dave’s.”
And I’m certainly not afraid to say ‘no’ to Hot Cop, who knows my answer to such silly questions as “Are you getting up to get more coffee?” (No, but if you are, please feel free to refill my cup.) And “What’s for dinner?” (“Nothing, unless you’re fixing it.”)
But who I really have trouble saying ‘no’ to is this:
I mean, I TRY to say ‘no,’ but when I find myself staring into these:
. . . the word ‘no’ flies right out of my head. I find myself blabbing things like, “Ok, one more cookie.” and “You want pork chops for dinner? Fine! I’ll thaw some out now.”
It’s CRAZY what I end up doing when I get hit with a glance from Sad Puppy Eyes. They are my Achilles’ heel. I just … can’t … say … no.
What about you? Are there any people, fuzzy or no, that you can’t say ‘no’ to? And cuddly kittens? Precious puppies? Adorable grandparents? Cute kiddos? Tell us about your Achilles’ Heel! (Btw, I think that when I have grandkids, I may find myself not saying ‘no’ once again.)