Your choice

In the mornings when Keira wakes we bring her into our bed for some family cuddle time. This morning she wanted Dave to come downstairs with her and he was not quite ready to get out of bed. I told her that she could go downstairs with me or she could stay upstairs with her papa and cuddle in bed. Well, I guess I have told her one too many times "These are your choices you can A or B." Usually when I am trying to get her to do something and she has other ideas (example: "You can wear the blue or pink pants. Those are your choices" when we are trying to get dressed and out the door). Back to this morning...she looked at Dave and said "Downstairs with Papa, that is my choice." She picks up everything and then sends it back to us! Boy are we in for it.