“You little monkey!”
I was just a little tyke, maybe five or so, and we were sitting around the dinner table. Joyce would have been a little over seven and Kathy Sue would have been almost four. My mother said, “After dinner you girls have to get into the bathtub.” I said, “Hey, what about me? I want to get into the bathtub too.” My dad laughed and said, “You little monkey” and he and mom laughed together. Of course, I didn’t understand what was so funny at the time. I thought they were laughing in a bad way at me so I cried. They laughed a little more and then told me it was OK and I could take a bath by myself after the girls were finished.

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