Grant is not cooperating. He’s been told to clean up his room. I am not going to do it for him. It actually looks messier each time I check on him.
I just gave him a swat on his rear end because he sassed me about it. (Swat, with hand, totally appropriate and more for effect than anything.) Oh the drama! You’d think I had used a cattle prod. Oscar Award winning wails and crying. Pah-leeze.
“Grant! Stop with the crying.”
mmgmm. hiccup, cough cough, mmgmm, cough cough.
“Grant! Stop with the fake coughing.”
“I can’t stop coughing! I’m allergic to spankings!”
Is it too early for a drink?