"Bong, bong, bong, bong, bong."
Visual: Olivia in the dark, hanging off the end of her bed beating on a drum.
Mark opens the door, "Olivia get in bed."
Olivia looks up,
"I AM in bed Daddy," and resumes the bedtime drum beating circus act, "bong, bong, bong, bong, bong."
"Olivia, I need to take your temperature."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" screaming, crying....
"Olivia, if I take your temperature and if I find you have a fever, you don't have to go to school."
"Okay Mommy! Check both my ear and my armpit!"