We needed to have a talk. I sat on the bed and waited for him to come out of the bathroom. When he opened the door I snapped my fingers and pointed to the floor in front of me. “Excuse me!?” he said as his eyebrows shot up in disbelief. I batted my eyelashes, pouted my lips, tilted my head and changed that finger to a come here motion. “Pwease Daddy?”
We had a quick conversation where I expressed my concerns. Fast, easy and no hurt feelings or defensiveness. Just a little sassiness.