The NO Game

So one of our new favorite games to play with Bres we've endearingly named the "NO game". Breslin never answers yes to any question you ask him. He recognizes that you're answering him a question, but his response is always a no. In fact, it's quite a whiny, drawn out "noooooooooo". We start by asking him if he needs to go night-night, which is always answered with a hearty "NOOOOO!" Usually after that we can get him to say no to any question we ask.

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MikeandJen said…
he's just too cute! :)
July 19, 2008 at 10:56 AM
The Ekloves said…
I love the video! We play a similar game - asking questions we know that we won't get the answer "no" to for very long..."Addison do you want chocolate cake for dinner?"
July 19, 2008 at 9:11 PM
O'Shea/Rice said…
Love the webpage! Thanks for keeping it updated. My son was in Colby's class and we always check it out. Congrats on the new job. I can't believe you are not an English Teacher! You are so articulate!
Love little Dharia! Hope some of the clothes fit still.
Our 4-month-old girl was told yesterday she is the average size of an 8-month-old.
He said she looks like she could have a future in Olympic Volleyball. That should prove helpful for Dharia, because she grows out of everything so fast I'll be sending it your way.
Congrats!
August 22, 2008 at 11:01 AM
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