In which case the whisper was ineffective

It’s 6:00 in the morning.  The baby is asleep in my bed, and I’m laying beside her trying to fall back to sleep when I hear my two year old running toward the bedroom.  Before I can stop him, the door to our room crashes open and he stomps in.  He jumps on the bed, climbs over the baby, leans his face close to mine and whispers as quietly as he can in my ear: “Momma, can I get up?”
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2 Responses to In which case the whisper was ineffective

  1. Mrs. Parunak says:

    Haha! That’s priceless…although, I’m sure at the time it wasn’t very amusing!

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