And then there’s mommy… she makes me really, really so mad at her because she says that I can’t drive my Jeep until I’m at least 16. I keep telling her that I most a got to drive my Jeep to preschool when I turn 4 years old … and that I’ll be a big girl then, but she says “No Brooklyn” and I’m so mad at her and so really, really frustrated right now. I told her that I’m a big girl, but she says that I can’t drive… and I thought about it for a minute and think, oh, maybe if I drive other cars will hit me. That wouldn’t be very silly
And then there’s the Jeep. My Jeep didn’t want to go fast the other night even though I asked it too because daddy said he didn’t want a scary spooky cop to pull him over and give him a ticket for letting my Jeep drive too fast. I’m so really, really mad at it because I like it when the Jeep goes fast, except when my My Little Ponies are in the Jeep, then he needs to go slow so that they don’t fall. Humph …
And then there are naps! NO I DON’T WANT TO TAKE A NAP, HUMPF!!! I like to play and watch my Pony movies and eat candy and sing songs, and dance in circles and play, and oh, wait, I’m already said that, I’m silly. But mommy and daddy still make me take a nap every day. I just get so really really mad at them and stomp around and yell and they still make me go, and say that naps will make me happy, BUT I’M HAPPY RIGHT NOW! HUMPF!!!!
--Brooklyn Marie Quarnberg
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Hilarious! You captured that perfectly? Are you sure you weren't talking about my kids?
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