Sunday Morning. Just awake, Parkour Boy stumbles into the kitchen in search of food. Holy Terror has been in watch for him for almost two hours, and pounces.
“Billy, let’s play Star Wars Lego game!” He hops from foot to foot, looking up at him with big, round blue eyes.
Parkour Boy grabs the cereal and heads to get the bowl. “I gotta eat first, Buddy.”
“Let’s play now! Come on, Billy,” Holy Terror begs, doing a light tapping stomp.
“No, I gotta eat first.” Parkour Boy grumbles, sitting down at the breakfast table.
Holy Terror runs over to me, very upset. “Billy said we couldn’t play video games!”
“Give him a moment to wake up and eat.”
“But he said no!”
“I didn’t say no. I gotta eat first,” Billy clarifies through a mouth full of Fruit Loops.
“Moooommmmm!” Brenny wails.
“You’ll play when he’s done eating.” I look down at his cute, yet distressed, little face. “Be patient.”
Holy Terror shakes his whole body in a convulsing motion. “I can’t be patient!”
…Don’t I know it…that was like asking a whale to walk.
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