Just about every evening A. takes a few minutes to put her Loving Family to bed. The lucky ones get a blanket, which is actually a rug. Tonight I happened to walk by and cracked up at this scene, which is somewhere between Walton's Mountain and a CSI crime scene I think.
She makes everyone lie down, even the dog.
Unfortunately, we are one crib short. Maybe you should call shotgun faster next time little guy.
Somehow though she overlooked these prime slumbering spots.
Oh well, lights out anyway. Nightie night, don't let the bed bugs bite and all that.
**I promise I just stumble across these scenes, I don't set them up. It's 100% four year old imagination and Fisher Price.