Once upon a time a little boy decided to color his mommy’s carpet with mascara just as they were getting ready to go upstairs to play guys and blocks (the little boy’s favorite game).
So the mommy said, “Now I can’t play guys with you because I have to clean my carpet instead.”
The little boy, feeling very bad, retreated like a turtle inside of his 3 big shirts (he wanted to wear 3 of daddy’s shirts yesterday (?)).
When the mommy finished cleaning her carpet, which wasn’t easy let me tell you, she turned to the little boy and said, “If you want to tell me that you are sorry then we can go play guys.”
But the little boy lay silent and still.
So the mommy covered the remaining stain on her carpet with an area rug, looked at her preciously adorable, 3 shirt wearing turtle boy sleeping so peacefully on her floor, and smiled as she thought, “Well if having a 3 shirt wearing sleeping turtle boy means that I must also have stained carpet, then I’ll take it.”
It’s a small price to pay.