You know that noise you make? That whining? I am tired of listening to it. Mommy is ready to rip her ears off her head. Seriously. And I don't even have hair long enough to cover that up. It won't be pretty.
When Mommy says that you cannot have another rice crispy treat, it is not a suggestion. It is my Final Answer. Do not whine. Or beg. Or ask over and over until my face goes red, my hands clinch into fists and screaming begins pouring from my mouth.
And the way you are laying on the couch right now, crying like you are going to die, is not attractive. I'm going to film this and show it to every boy that you bring home.
On second thought, you may never get married and MOVE OUT, if I do that.
Really. The world is not coming to an end because I am not letting you have another delicious, marshmellowy treat. Or because you can't find your shoes. Or because someone looked at you. Or because I want to listen to the radio, instead of watching Hannah Montana. Again. Or because someone colored in your notebook. Or because your toothbrush wasn't the right color.
So, perk up, would ya? Didn't anyone teach you the #1 rule of the house? "If MOMMA ain't happy, ain't NOBODY happy." And listening to this crying...MOMMA AIN'T HAPPY.
Your Manic Mommy