Emma just got out of the bed for the third time tonight. (Excuse #1- I’m hungry. Excuse #2- I’m thirsty.)
Excuse #3- After crawling on her hands and knees into the den, she says, “My feet hut too bad to walk, Momma.”
REALLY? You found it necessary to crawl on your hands and knees to tell me your feet hurt instead of laying in the bed and not using them? Makes perfect sense.