June 02 2009

Text By Jamelah

Yep. You win. You got me. I'm in the tub. I let you wash lunch off of my face and dump water over my head. Fine. It's not like I can stop you. So what's next, huh? You going to make me take a nap? Do I look like I want to take a nap? Look at me. Look at how awake I am. Come on. You know what I think? I think once you get me out of this tub here, and you get me dried off and dressed again and whatever, that you should give me a snack. I think that's a great idea. I think you should give me some of those graham crackers. You know the ones. The ones with the cinnamon? Oh yeah. That's what I'm talking about. I mean, it's only fair. I'm in the tub now, right? Exactly. So I take a bath, you give me some crackers, and we're all good. Win-win. And I tell you what. After the snack, I might even be willing to begin negotiations on naptime. Sound good? Huh? You think about it and get back to me, alright? Thanks. You're the best. No, I mean it. The best.