Choices
My folks keep reminding me that I am going to be four soon. How soon? I want presents! And cake!
Today, papa said that since I was a big boy, I would have to learn how to do more big boy things. He gave me a choice: Learn to put on my T-shirts properly or wipe my own butt.
Hmm, struggle with my T-shirts and look like a self-loathing, suicidal octopus? Or scrape off “Nutella” after I have processed it?
T-shirts it is!
Little Decisive IsaacÂ
