patience, patience

so it's 7pm and i've been called in from the garden where i was happily shooting hoops because mom's run me a bath. i load the bath with my toys while mom and dad stand in the bathroom door talking about new cars. i think they really want a blue one, but the cheapest one is red.....i guess the conversation is kind of interesting, but c'mon my bath's getting cold guys. they go on, and on, and on.....so i climb into the bath on my own. mom looks around, wondering where i've got to, and i can tell she's trying not to laugh when she sees me in the bath fully dressed. maybe next time they'll pay more attention to me, or let me stay out in the garden a bit longer.