Wednesday, March 24, 2010

The Negotiator


Tonight when Oliver was taking his bath he started splashing.

The water was going everywhere.

I told him no more splashing, or we have to end the bath.

He looks me in the eye and says with authority "Tiny splashes"

I relented.

He proceeded to do the tiniest little splashes I have ever seen.

And had the time of his life!

Well played, sir, well played.

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