“But I am sorry about how mean I was.” Daddy Levi made a big-big Daddy sigh. “I’ve been taking out my…my frustration on everyone around me.”
“Yep.” That wasn’t nice. “Be mean to the meanies, not me.”
Daddy Levi scrunched up his face. “What…”
He paused, needing thinking time.
“How…”
More thinking time.
Daddy Levi was like the dogs in the button videos.
I liked dogs.
I liked buttons and thinking-time circles too.
Maybe he needed to go in circles?
“Come on.” Taking his hand, I remembered to shut the door so no one would yell at me and I took him through the house. No meanies and no bugs. “Thinking time.”
Round and round we go.
Where we went…nowhere.
“Thinking time, huh?” Daddy Levi finally made a kind of laugh when we went through the kitchen and around to the tiny door that went back to the living room, but it was too small to really be happy. “This layout is insane.”
“Yep.” I shrugged and made him start again. “Round and round.”
“No kidding.” Daddy Levi made more thinking sounds but groaned when it was time to go again. “We’re going to keep walking until I’ve thought about what I have to say, huh?”
“Yep.” I shrugged. “And about being a meanie.”
“Ugh. This is like corner time for Doms.” Daddy Levi grumbled as we got back to the kitchen. “Fine. Okay. What was I going to say?”
Nothing.
Stop.
Start.
Stop.
Start.
“This is ridiculous.” Daddy Levi kept grumbling but he held my hand and kept walking. “Okay, I need to make it up to you because you’re right, Daddies shouldn’t be meanies.”
I gave him a big nod since he was being a good boy now.
“And?”
But he had to keep going and going.
So we went round and round again.
That got more Daddy sounds from him and more mumbles and grumbles, but he kept walking because he knew he had to be a good boy. He was ready to try again when we found the living room one more time. “How can I make it up to you?”
Hmm.
