What the hell kind of house do I live in?

Today, at the random hour of eleven o’clock a.m., Devil Baby demanded a shower.

Devil Baby: I wanta shower.

Me: No, you don’t need a shower.

DB: I wanta shower!

Me: No, it’s not time for a shower.

DB: I WANTA SHOWER! I WANTA SHOWER!

Me: No, we’re going swimming later. You don’t need a shower right now.

DB: I WANTA SHOWER! I’M STINKY!

Me: No, you don’t need a shower. You are not stinky.

DB: OH YA? SMELL MY BOOTY!*

*curiously, she pronounces it Bootay, with the accent on the tay.

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