Last night I went to check on Brandon about an hour and a half after he'd gone to bed. He saw me. His little lower lip was quivering. I asked him what was wrong. His response: "I wanted to put the clothes in the dryer." Who knew?
Today I told him he could help me put the clothes in the dryer (they were already in the washer). He started crying. I asked him what was wrong. His response: "I wanted to put the clothes in the washing machine-machine."
No matter what I do, I just can't make the boy happy!
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