joylyn

Lexie is lying in bed, talking. She says, in a very disgusted tone of
voice, "oh, now I must do my homework." I don't say anything and she
continues "I have to read four chapters in this book, before I go to
sleep, four whole chapters." I kinda "hmmm" to her and she goes on with
this crabbing about her homework until I'm about to crack up. Finally I
can't take it any longer, and I fall for her trap. "Homework, Lexie,
who has given you homework?" She sighs heavily and says "my teacher."
I laugh and say "your teacher? What do you mean your teacher." She
cracks up and says "Yes, ME! I'm my teacher and I gave myself homework
but now I've decided I don't have to do it anymore! I'm going to go to
sleep instead."

silly girl.

joylyn