My Babysitter is a Dinosaur

Once again on a Friday night, my parents came in and turned on all the lights. They sat across my bed and said. “Mrs. Rex will be here for a few hours so get out of bed and take a shower.”

Squash

Mom why do I have to eat Squash? I’d rather go out and play lacrosse or even get a good game of toss. I’d even sit in

the bath and wash.