You were jumping on the bed last night when Daddy asked you if you were ready for bedtime and a story. You said, "no, I'm wild." Yes, yes, you are child.
Then, while we were in the bathtub Daddy walked in and you said, "daddy, I want beers." A little while later I asked you if you were ready to get out and daddy would put your pjs on and read you a story. Lately, though, only mommy will do for story time. You said, "no, mommy read story." Daddy asked why mommy needed to read the story and I'm not sure where this came from, but you informed him that mommy had lots of beers and that's why I read the stories. Mommy's pregnant, my darling. She doesn't get lots of beers. Although last night I sure felt like I needed one.
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