Today we were laying around in our room. Jason decided (as is his Sunday ritual) to offer the boys treats or quarters in return for a foot rub. They usually put up a fuss and want to know exactly how long they have to rub in order to recieve their reward.
Well - they started rubbing his feet. Charlotte, who was snuggling me, decided she wanted in on the action. So she simply said "my feet" and put her feet up toward her Dad. Daddy quickly obliged. She wanted them both rubbed and for along time.
I thought the whole thing was hilarious. Here is Daddy being taken care of by this two little slaves,the boys. And then he ends up being slave to Charlotte who has nothing to do, but lay back, relax and enjoy. Does she have "little princess" syndrome?
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