Sometimes I find myself having to tame my blanket. Mom will neatly lay the blanket on me and then it starts to have a mind of its own as soon as Mom turns her back on us.
Blanket will turn all crazy and start twisting around my legs. So I'll have to grab it with both hands. Blanket is still uncontrollable and wild.
I will show the blanket who's the boss around here!!!! Down blanket...down!
I finally overtake my blanket and I am the victor! I may have won the battle but I have not won the war. The blanket and I will meet again. It is part of our destiny. My chub will be waiting and ready to battle when that time comes.
1 comment:
Dodge and weave, boy! Dodge and weave! And don't forget to use the jab!!
Love,
Dad
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