Mama was busy upstairs and asked me to go downstairs and get a towel...so I came downstairs:
Mama: Dallin bring me the towel.
me: can't reach
Mama: get a chair
me: oh....(sound of chair moving)...da nah!
Mama: bring the towel up to me
me: mama help...can't reach
Mama: what?
me: .....
Mama: what are you doing?
me: ....
Mama: Dallin...
me: dallin...
Mama: what are you doing?
me: doing!...(whining)...mama help
Mama: Dallin...I'm coming...don't move..
Well duh...I can't!
Well, I guess when mama tells me to use a chair...she doesn't mean buckle myself into the chair! Of course, as long as I am sitting here...I guess I can take my shoes off and get comfortable!
1 comment:
He is so good!!!! Way to confuse your son with your demands!!! Hey Dallin next time tell your mom to fetch her own towel! Love you!!! Got the cards...way cute! Check out my blog I gave you props!
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