Linsey, the oldest of our three girls, has the natural ability to make things go her way. I will often give she and her sister a snack or a prize, then, the next time I turn around, Linsey has convinced Hannah to trade. Or do Linsey's chores for her. Or give her the rest of her candy. She can talk her into anything . The funny thing is, like most younger siblings, Hannah seems happy with her servitude most of the time. What Linsey doesn't understand is why this same method doesn't work on adults - namely, me. The other day, while looking through a magazine, she saw the "mini me" dolls, and decided she had to have one for Christmas (her list has been on the fridge since September). Blond hair, blue eyes, freckles, matching outfits - what's not to love? Our conversation went like this: "Please, Mom?? It's what I REALLY REALLY want!" "You don't even like dolls!" "That's because I don't have this one! I w...