Let us be cooped up in the house watching The Cat in the Hat repeatedly.
Let Madeline whine about being cold but refuse to wear long sleeves or socks.
Let Vivi's bouncy seat run out of batteries and Piggy Blimp fail to amuse her.
Let juice spill on the floor, and then let Madeline use an entire roll of paper towels to try and wipe it up.
Let us listen to Let it Go twenty times in a row.
Let me find yogurt on the underside of every surface in the kitchen.
Let Madeline's hair have extra tangles and my eyebrows be extra bushy.
Let no snack in the house be what Madeline is craving, and let Vivi spit up on my freshly changed shirt.
Let all this come upon us today.
Just please, please, please let Vivienne poop.
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