Mama says, "Hey, Curly Head, you wanna go upstairs and help me put the laundry away?"
She says nothing but bolts to the stairs.
Up she goes. As fast as she can. She doesn't want Mama to catch her.
And she's off...to slam the bedroom door. And lock me out for the first time.
While Mama frantically searched for the key, she was practicing her cat walk skills.
Mama says, "NEVER lock that door again. Do you understand me? Look at my eyes and tell me you're sorry." She's clearly not sorry.
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