"It's not me," you said. "It's the screaming bug who lives in my belly!"
This tickled me and your mom. We smiled and laughed and you totally got away with a few more screams inside the house because of it.
Your creativity inspired me, so I put pen on paper, wrote a story, and drew the screaming bug just for you:
"Use your inside voice!" they say.
"Quiet down please," they say.
"Stop the screaming," they insist.
"I can't. I'll try. I wish." I say.
But I just can't stop screaming...because there is a screaming bug living in my tummy! Try as I might, I can't shush him up.
Except... he's always quiet when you give me ice cream...
So...he and I won't scream...if you bust out the vanilla bean!
