Well for the second night in a row we got Walter to lie in his bed as opposed to the floor. He got loco during the bath and raised his voice to me and the wife dude. We tangled for a bit and I got caught in a stupid battle of wills. The one that I won but in reality won nothing at all. It’s like getting your age guessed wrong at a carnival and then winning an eraser. Whoop-dee-doo. So we brush our teeth and he walks into his room, climbs into bed and says “No story I know, is one of you going to lie with me?” To which we both replied, “No we love you but we don’t like how you yelled at us so you can go to sleep alone tonight.” Then we hit him with something new: “You don’t have to go to sleep, just lie in bed and keep it down,” then we walked out. He screamed “NO” once slapped the mattress three times and has been silent since. We’ll call that picking up a spare.
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Cool books man…