Little lemon

"who leave the colour pen out on the table?"
"ah, not me. It must be that little lemon."
"huh, what little lemon?"
"aiyo, Yvaine la. Who else?"
I chuckled, but very quickly I clear my throat and asked Ian.

"why you call her little lemon?"
"she always shows people sour face, so she is a lemon herself."
I can't stand anymore. I LOL.

Yvaine likes to pull her face long without reason. Or perhaps we unable to read her mood. Like girls, she has big mood swing, especially after get out of her bed. Up to a time, I can't stand this anymore; I give her options.

It sounds like this : "listen carefully ya. I'll let you choose. If you choose to give me sour face after you wake up from your sleep, there will be no breakfast. It's up to you to choose which one you want. If I see happy face and you greet me Good Morning in a happy tone, I'll serve you breakfast."
"deal?"
"deal."
"so, can you let me know you choose breakfast or sour face?"
"I choose to have my breakfast."
"how about your sour face?"
"no, I want my breakfast." (firmly)

I walked away, with a big grin on my face......

@ it solved my morning battles many of time, as well as after-nap battles.