The True Vyne

After bugging me from the "get go" this morning...

Tater: Mom, can I have computer time now?

Truevyne: No, honey. Maybe later.

Tater: You've said that a hundred times already.

Truevyne: Later.

Tater: When later?

Truevyne: I dunno. It's a pretty day. Go play outside.

Tater: You already made me be outside the whole time while you were in the garden planting. Mom, you've been on the computer all day except for when you were gardening. Why can't I do that?

Truevyne: I'm writing an article. Go write an article.

Tater: What?! I'd rather play a game, Mom. I'm a kid.

Truevyne: Fine. Half an hour. No fighting with your brothers and sister afterward, okay?

Tater: Forget it. I'm going to teach myself yo-yo tricks instead.