"Stop arguing, boys. I already told you,
I will make the decision about who gets to wear the last
Little Paws."
[BICKERING CONTINUES]
"Seriously. I said STOP."
[RELUCTANT SILENCE, THEN MORE ARGUING]
"Guys, I'm not kidding. If I have to tell you to stop one. more. time."
[POUTING, AND THEN... MORE ARGUING!?!]
"That's IT! Now nobody gets the Little Paws.
You can both go to bed in drug store diapers!!!"
[SILENCE, AND THEN COMPLAINING ABOUT 'CHEAP DIAPERS']
"Cheap?! Cheap?! I'll show you cheap?!
Now you can share the same drug store diaper.
We'll see if the arguing
or complaining about cheap diapers
continues after that..."
[Lesson for Z and Ry]
It's awfully hard to argue
with someone
when you're forced
to share
when you're forced
to share
the same diaper with them...
Lesson for Cwis:
Putting two boys
in one diaper is cute,
in one diaper is cute,
but that diaper isn't nearly
as functional as you might think...
as functional as you might think...
put a towel or puppy pad down,
or be ready to mop up
a puddle of pee!
a puddle of pee!
