Lets not pretend it is number 1 for any reason other than its importance, I want K to clean up her stuff.
I mean come on, I am past caring that she’s 5. Clean up sweetheart. Who do you think I am your mommy??? (lets just ignore the answer to that one shall we?)
Stop whining! I mean really, in your case, K, you’ve been speaking in full sentences practically since you came out of the womb. You aren’t a baby. You know how to talk, hell I think if we gave you a shot at it you could mediate peace in the middle east. No more prancing around this war thing, if anyone could fix things you could… but when you want something, anything, water, a snack, a million dollars, your own personal carousel… you WHINE. If you’ll stop that I’ll consider buying you that pony
Go to sleep sweetie. Lullaby and goodnight go to sleep it’s really late now… sleepy time and goodnight… oh for craps sake just go to sleep. Why are you such a little night owl??!!!!
This was written for a mamablogga group writing project.