Daddy, I need it!
No you don’t angel. You want it but you don’t need it.
No! I need it!
Why do you need it?
It’s Dora daddy!
(pause for thought) It’s DORA!
You already have lots of Dora things. You don’t play with them anymore.
In fact you told me that you didn’t even like Dora anymore. You liked Ariel instead.
But… but… but…
Look, what about this one? It’s Dora and it’s on sale.
No! I don’t want that one!
But it’s Dora too.
NO! I! Don’t! Want! That! ONE!
Mireya. What have I told you about shouting?
Do you think you’re going to get anything when you act like that?
What was that?
Sorry for what?
Sorry for shouting.
Hmm. Do you think you deserve that Dora after that?
Naughty girls don’t get rewarded. You know that don’t you?
(hugs my leg and looks up with wide eyes) I love you daddy.
Don’t do that.
I love you daddy.
(I stare down at her for a few moments) All right. You can have that Dora. Just this once.
Thank you daddy… umm… daddy?
What about this one?
Go ask your mother.