I gave my sweet Brigham a big hug today.

Me : "I love you, you are so sweet and nice. Thanks for being such a good boy!"

Brigham : "And I don't go to jail, and I run super fast so the policemen won't get me!"

O.K. so maybe I have used the fear tactic too much around our house. When he doesn't want to buckle up for safety I resort to the old policeman and jail speech. I grew up with some great fear stories that had been passed down for generations. They influenced me so much that I was scared of freezers, trunks and policemen. I guess I'm doing something right since my 3 year old is catching on!