Well, Jerry has done it again. He started something blog-worthy. Ever since he turned three, he has gotten a lot more...let's say...temperamental. Things instantly set him off, he gets mad, he gets real mad. Then he starts whining, but his whine is more of a squeak. Him and Gia start fighting and he starts squeaking. "What is going on?" "Gia took the toy from me" "Who had it first?" "Gia.." "Then it is hers to play with." Here comes the squeaks. "Squeeeaaakkkk, squeaky squeaken squeaker." "What was that Jerry?" "Squeaker squeaky squeaken!" "Jerry, I do not understand you, stop squeaking." "Squeaky squeaky squeaky, SQUEAKY!" "Don't you squeak at me like that mister." "Squeak." "I don't know what you are saying." Then comes the tears and heavy breathing with it. "Squ-ueee-eeakk-kk *gasp*gasp* s-s-que-eeeak *tear*tear* squ *gasp* eea *gasp* eea *gasp* squeak mommy squeak." "Jerry, breath, breath, breath..." *deep breath in and out* "I want the toy." "No." "Squeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkyyy"
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