I frown, "How many times do I have to tell you not to jump on the bed?" She grins, "How many times do I have to tell you to jump with me?"
I give The Look, "How many times do I have to ask you to chew with your mouth closed?" She licks her lips, "How many times do I have to tell you I can't make my mouth stay closed when the food is delicious?"
I sigh, "How many times do I have to remind you not to drum on the table?" She shrugs, "How many times do I have to remind you Daddy says I'm "an Erin girl for rhythm"?
I yawn, "How many times are you going to go to the bathroom before you settle down in bed?" She wraps her arms around my neck and says, "How many times can I kiss your face before the sun comes up tomorrow?"
She's my kryptonite.
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