Feb 19, 2012 20:50
Jess cried and cried about having to have a shower, including (at 6:50) deciding that it should be a bath instead. "Nope," I said. "You could have done that before, but now it's too late. I'm starting the water. If you don't get in, the warm water will get used up and you'll end up having a cold shower."
She got in.
At the end when she got out, she ran her hands over her legs to dry them, and toweled over a place she bruised hard yesterday. Started crying and crying and wailing again. I said, "You know, you've spent pretty much all of today either singing or crying. I'm getting really tired of it."
And so the little stinker turned her wailing about her leg into a song!
BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Smart ass!
(brilliant. love her!)