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My 2 year old thinks I'm a murderer

Sometimes I forget that Daphne is two, and rhyme and reason do not exist. So when I find myself getting annoyed and flustered, I try to remember that she has been on this earth a mere 30 months, and she thinks her shoes are going to eat her feet.

This morning I overheard her dad explaining that "you can't always have everything you want" and laughed, as I have tried to say exactly the same, but all a two year old hears is "No no no! We hate you!"

Here are a few more translations, I know they are true because of the reactions I get from her.

I say: "Just one cake."
She hears: "You can never eat cake again, in fact I'm going to starve you and you will die."

I say: "Can you get your coat on please?"
She hears: "We're leaving and you will never see any of your toys again."

I say: "Bathtime!"
She hears: "Time to rub shampoo into your eyes and then drown you, yay!"

It's not "we're goin…