"MOM! I need you to wash me! . . . Not my hair. And not my face. And not my body . . ."
"I already washed you."
"On Thursday when Heather was here?" (Heather was actually not here on Thursday. Did Summer even bathe on Thursday??? What day is even today???)
"It's time to get out, sweetie."
"But I need to wear my shoe on," With a sly grin, as her foot pokes up over the top of the bathtub anda purple plastic octopus toy covers her toes.
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