30 November 2005

Kalyna Beats the System

Tato, lay with me” says Kalyna, 4, at bedtime. Ok, I lay down with her. All is quiet. Then, “Tato, don’t mess up my bed” she says.
“Ok, but why not Kalyna?” I ask.
“I don’t want to make the bed again tomorrow morning”
"You don’t want to get comfortable under the covers? It’s worth making your bed isn’t it?”
“If we move to another house you’ll have to make your bed again” I add.
“One time Tato. One time in each house.”
“Dobranich Kalyna”
“I mean it, Tato.”

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