Audrey: NO I don't!
Yes she does. And that means B-A-T-H T-I-M-E.
Audrey: I don't want to take a bath!
Audrey: OUCH! You're pulling my hair!
Audrey: There's a whole bunch of water in here! I am going to drown!
Me: There is an inch of water, silly.
Audrey: Is this the slippery mat?
Audrey: I'm bored.
Me: Then recite a poem.Audrey:
Rub-A-Dub-Dub
Rub-a-dub-dub
Three men in a tub,
And who do you think they be?
The butcher, the baker,
The candlestick maker,
They all jumped out of a rotten potato!
Turn 'em out knaves all three.
Audrey: Can I get out now? All CLEAN!
Audrey: No more baths!
Me: Behave yourself. We have to keep clean, even in a truck!
Audrey: ok. Can I have some cookies now?
Audrey: I NEED cookies!
Me: Why do you need cookies? You can go get one yourself.
Audrey: I can't 'cause I'll get my feet dirty!
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