Even though I despise spewing those bad words, sometimes it’s necessary. She will beg and plead, and at times I give in. On other occasions I stick to my guns, knowing that when the sun rises she must be well-rested and ready for the day ahead. Oh, how I love that special time together – just her and I – just before bedtime. And let me be frank – the suspense of what’s to come next is killing me. But for tonight I have to spew those bad words…no reading.