Is all she wrote

The voice inside my head says -

“Mommy, mommmmmmmy mommmmmy, daddin, daddin, daddin baby baboo ball hehhhhhhhh, baby baboo ball, daddin, daddin daddin, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”. The voice inside the monitor says ditto.

Reality soundtrack -

" I will not nap today and give you any special watchy Oprah, nappy, stop the throbbing noise mommy time. Where's Daddy? Chop chop and get your ass in here, pick up Monkey and hand him to me and them get me out of this designer prison you call my crib, talk about babies who play basketball and entertain me without pause until the sun has set, I have played nine holes of golf, shot forty basketballs, where is Daddy, my belly is full, you have wiped my ass, where is daddy, made me laugh, daddy, bathed my body and worshiped my very existence. Do it NOWWWWWWWW! Juice? Heh.

Fantasy soundtrack -

"Splash, splash, splash. Would you like another fresh lime Margarita and a guacamole foot massage, Senorita? You look muy caliente para a forty one year old lady. Mi nombre as Juan Carlos Rodrego Jesus Cesar Chavez El Pollo Loco Martinez and I will be su cabana boy for muchos dias. No costs dinero. Shhhhhhhh.