My Mommy said she wanted to take me to the store.
I said I wanted oranges.
But she wanted yoghurt.
So she took me to a different aisle.
I wailed and cried.
Mommy said I was showing her up.
She was making me angry.
So I cried and cried and cried even more.
The old ladies tutted at Mommy.
Mommy said that I was being silly.
So she strapped me in the car and took me home.
I got even more upset.
And Mommy got even more angry.
So she started a rant down the phone to Daddy.
He picked me up and took me to the supermarket.
He got me an orange.
I love Daddy.
Especially when he buys me things.
Because I am a three year old.
And I can wrap my parents around my little finger.
I'm good at that.
I have to be.
Especially since I want a small Caribbean island for my fourth birthday.
Daddy and Mommy are going to have to spend a lot.
But they won't mind.