Well, that didn't work!

Last night, we were in the backyard, and I told Kimberly is was time to get ready for bed. She climbed through the dog door instead of going through the patio door. Neil confronted her:


N: Kimberly, are you a dog? Because if you're a dog, you're going to have to sleep outside, dogs can't sleep in beds.


K: OK, let's go sleep on the grass!



Kimberly 1 - Daddy 0