Gutter mind

The more time I spend with D, the more I keep thinking this relationship we have is a lot like male- female relationships.
Take for instance, my previous post about trying to discipline her by saying no. And how she just laughs at me beeecaause in a male-female relationship, No always means Yes, right? Riight.
And now, D thinks it's funny to now drink from her sippy cup or bottle and just either let the liquid run out of her mouth onto her shirt or she spits it out. At which point, I say to her, "No, darling, we swallow...we don't spit."
Hello? There's the male-female thing again...
I don't know why my mind is always in the gutter.