Down

I have realized that I'm going to have to break down and use a few grown up words with Mom. She just doesn't seem to get it. I can stand in my bed and jump up and down and shriek at the top of my lungs and she'll say, "Ben, I don't understand you. What do you want?" How dense can a mom be? I finally broke down and started saying "down." And then she replies: "Ben, do you want down? Oh, okay." Good grief. I hate that I'm going to have to relent and start using other words but I have a feeling it will be necessary. Otherwise she will keep giving me carrots for dinner.