I wish I had WHINING with the red circle and slash through it tattooed on my forehead, perhaps then Baby Boy wouldn't have misunderstood The Only Real Rule I Have and spent the past 9 hours headlining Whine Fest 2010 (without the parade and fried dough that would make it somewhat bearable).
I finally looked right into his eyes and said, "If you keep this up no one will want to marry you and you will spend your life alone."
Isn't this the equivalent of telling them in February that Santa won't come if they don't go to bed?
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