Hearing crying minutes after my good sleeper Bear was put to bed, I was surprised and went to check on him. I asked him what was wrong and he, still crying, said, “I want DOG!”.
Perplexed, I asked him,”You are crying in her because you want … a dog?”
“YES!” he wailed.
Trying to calm him down I asked, “What kind of puppy dog do you want Bear?”
“A Beech!”
I fell over snorting in laughter. I don’t know what he meant- but all my laughter cheered up him considerably and he went to sleep without incident. oh, kids crack me UP.