She Calls 'Em Like She Sees 'Em

The other night at bedtime, Z. was adamantly refusing to do that whole "horizontal, silent and motionless" thing.  Refusing, and making her point in no uncertain terms.  Of course, four year olds can dispatch melodrama like nobody's business.  You'd normally have to travel to Naples and get stuck in a rush hour traffic jam there to witness the level of hand-wringing and gesticulating that she was unleashing in my general direction.  It was like my very own instant Tuscan vacation!  (OK, not really........)

So I ask her, "How many more times am I going to have to tell you to stay in bed?!"

Her response?  "Lots."

Pass the vino, please.