Courtesy of Tim:
situation is our insisting on Annie going to bed in her own bed -- full scale temper tantrum. Then, abruptly:
Annie: Dad, I have a little idea
Me: oh yeah?
Annie: Maybe I should stop yelling
[puts her pointer finger in the air, up near her face]
and have a little think.
Think, think, think.
Like Pooh.
He's a little bear.
Maybe I should build my bed a little bigger, and then it won't be so small!
And I should stop yelling.
Dad, I stopped yelling.
Will you read me a story?
Me: Ok.
And I thought, I must be the best dad ever.
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I LOVE this story; so awesome!!
Timothy dear, you are the best daddy; however, you know that was a gift of grace from The FATHER.
Okay I don't have the hang of this. That previous comment was meant to be "tongue & cheek." Once I published it, it did not look that way.
Sorry!
Don't worry Dawn, I think the humor came through :)
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