Your father came home to find you washing walls in punishment for using "unclean" language.
"What are you doing?" asks Father.
"Washing walls." you say
"Why?" asks Father.
"Because my mouth is dirty."
"I see."
"You want to help me, Daddy? It's FUN!"
*sigh*. I'll have to think of another punishment because you really did think it was terribly fun to have a pail of soapy water, a cloth and the job of "playing" with them. Stinker.
1 comment:
boy does that little trouble look a lot like his trouble dad.
so cute (the little one...)
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