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Friday, April 18, 2008

There are no popsicles in h*ll.

Youngest child: "MOMMY! I want a popsicle!"

Mommy: "No, it's almost time for dinner."

Youngest child: "I will eat my dinner-I promise! - I'm STARVING for a popsicle."

Mommy: "I said, NO."

Youngest child: "PLEEEEEEASE?" (voice pitch rising to a whine that only dogs can hear level...)

Mommy: "You can have one after dinner, not now."

Youngest Child: "MOMMY, I NEED a popsicle!"

Mommy: "If you ask me again- you won't get any after dinner, either."

Youngest child. Arms crossed. Brows furrowed. "You are the devil".

I've been a mom for over 18 years I thought I'd heard it all.... I've been called a lot of things.. but really now, The Devil? Hilarious. Told you- there are no popsicles in h*ll, because apparently I am the devil and do not allow them.

Mental note- Next week buy nasty tasting sugar free popsicles.... that'll teach him.

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