The scene: Mike’s room with the lights on, like every morning. Mike is curled in the corner of his bed looking snug as a bug in a rug.
Mom: Mikey, let’s get moving kiddo.
Mikey: NO. No movin’
Mom starts to walk out
Mikey: NO, NO, NO! Mommy wait!
Mom turns around<
Mom: Ready to get up?
Mikey: No. Milk
Mom: Okay, let’s have milk in Mommy’s room
Mikey: No. Milk here.
Mom: No bug. Mom’s room.
Mikey: …
Mom walks out again
Mikey: MOMMY NO NO WAIT!
Mom: Ready?
Mikey: No. Lights off. Lights off PLEASE!!!
Mom: Okay kid. Get your ass up. This is getting ridiculous.
Okay, not really. But close.
