A festive evening; roaring fire, cookies baking, child playing with his 'Thomas' set. And then....
"Ugh, G! Come on, let's go get in the bath and then put some dry pants on."
"No bath! It's time for cookies."
"We can't have cookies now because you peed on your trains."
"No, I didn't pee on trains. I peed on the carpet."
Sigh.
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