I mentioned that earlier today Emily and I ran some errands. We had planned to go to Bruno's, the post office, the library, and Sam's. However, when I realized that the books I wanted to return were in Misty's car, I scratched the library off my list. Emily was having none of that.
As we exited Sam's and walked into the parking lot she cheered, "now library!"
"No, I was wrong," I told her. "We don't need to go to the library today."
Emily looked crestfallen. "But Daddy, you told me," she said.
Ugh. So now, since I'd just bought two gallons of milk and I know full well how long a trip there takes with her, I had to be a bad parent and deny my child her desire to go to the library.
We got over it, though. The day progressed as usual and Emily took a nap when we got home.
Later this evening, I called my parents and let Emily talk to them for a bit. When my mom asked about her day, the first thing out of her mouth was, "Daddy say we go to library, but we not go."
I guess she isn't going to let me off the hook so easily.