"Alright you. You're going to turn into a prune, and shrink down to less than half your size if you don't get out of that bath." Stevie tried, hoping to coax his little self out of the bath, so he wouldn't get anymore water in the face. Then something came to him.
"I bet, I could talk Mary into giving you a big kiss if you got out of the tub and was real helpful and got dried and dressed and ready for bed." He sounded hopeful. Hoping that little him would want a kiss just as bad as he did.