Dear Laney,
You know how my cousin Heidi has that genius-bordering-on-madness system of giving her girls popsicles in the tub?
Sure, at first I thought it was kooky, but tonight when you refused to get into your bathtub, I thought: Popsicle!
Sure enough, it worked like a charm.
The flaw in this plan was that your mama is sometimes a big, dumb monkey, and I gave you the popsicle after I had already run you a bubble bath.
This afternoon, I caught you sharing your yogurt push-pop with Gus - one lick for you, one lick for me - so you'd think you'd be a little less persnickety about soap on your frozen treats. At least we know where the soap has been.
Love,
Mom
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