Gavin: "Mommy, I want bubbles." (as he pulls out his Lightning McQueen bubble-bath filled race car)
Me: "Not tonight, honey. We need to pour the bubbles in before the tub is full."
Gavin: "I make bubbles, Mommy?" (said in a question tone while he splashes like a raving madman)
Me: (sighing and wiping water from my face and arms) "Gavin, look at me, you got me all wet!"
Gavin: (without a hitch) "Put it in the dryer, Mommy."
Now why didn't I think of that?
I think the emphasis that I wasn't happy about being soaked was misunderstood.
I think the emphasis that I wasn't happy about being soaked was misunderstood.
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