This morning Ernie was saying he'd rather sit on the steps and think about it than brush his teeth. So I asked "Are you going to be Daddy's little helper today?" Of course he said "No!" So I asked "Are you going to be Daddy's foil?" and he said "I think I'd just rather go to a graveyard." I asked what he would do there. He said "Find a puppet to sleep with."
Whenever he's trying half-assedly to be naughty and he can tell it's not fazing us, he always resorts to creepy.
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