As a parent you have to trade.
To take the knife away you must trade with more appealing and shiny water bottle.
To get your slobbered cell phone back you trade the plastic spatula.
Today, in order to get a pencil out of Elliott's hands, I traded a stick of deodorant. She has never really held one before and I thought it was a good trade.
And it was. (Cap on) She started to apply it!