This Morning I

played with cars.

whined when Mom asked me to jump off the bottom step so she could take a picture.

fell off the step while whining.

was really just milking the situation for attention, but Mom kept snapping pictures.

eventually jumped off the bottom step.

played with my cars again.

put my cars in perilous danger and yelled, "Help!" a million times.

went to the playground up the street and then pitched a royal fit when Mom said it was time to go. She had to throw me over her shoulder and carry me home. She wasn't very happy about that.

Love, Blake