Fresh Beat Band

For the past few weeks, we've gotten ourselves into a weekday routine where we'd allow baby K to watch the Fresh Beat Band when we got home. On our drive back, I try to get baby K to talk more and would ask what she did during the day. We'd chat for a few minutes, but she would always go back to asking for her favorite Nick Jr. show (of the moment). I'd tell her, "When we get home, say "hi" to daddy, give him a hug and a kiss, and ask him to turn on TV for you. Then you can watch Fresh Beat Band." Despite all my prepping, baby K would usually forgo the first two parts. The second she walks through the door, she'd run upstairs to the kitchen to look for M and say, "Daddy, I watch Fresh Beat Band!" No hi, no hello, no kiss on the cheek.

Yesterday, just for kicks, M decides to tell baby K, "No Fresh Beat Band." I half expected her to look towards me for a different response or to start throwing a tantrum. But to our surprise, neither happened. Instead, she says to daddy, "HUG!" and opens up her arms to give M a big bear hug. After that, how can you say no? My little girl... where did she learn to kiss up like that??

Update from tonight:
[Scene: In the car ride going home]
Baby K: I watch Fresh Beat Band mommy!
Me: Are you a good girl? You can only watch Fresh Beat Band if you're a good girl.
Baby K: Yes. Mommy, I pee pee in potty chair.
Me: LOL!
(Looks like my little girl has gone from kissing up to bribery!)