Me: “Time for bed, princess.”
Little Miss Thing, age 6: “I can’t.”
Me: “It’s time.”
LMT: “I can sleep here. This couch is my bed now.”
Me: “Is that your big plan?”
LMT: “It’s not funny. I can’t go upstairs again until we get an elevator.”
Tag: Couch Potato
Sounds fine
Me: “Hey daughter, go outside and make sure the campfire is out before we go to bed.”
My Oldest, age 13, not getting up from the couch: “I don’t hear sirens. It’s fine.”
My Girl
Little Miss Thing, age 4, announces she is “going to be Daddy tonight.”
Proceeds to strip down to just shorts, sits on the couch and starts scratching her belly.
My work here is done.
