Go Dog Go is a BAD Influence

As we kiss Gavin goodnight, he looks at us very seriously and states that he has a problem.  Todd and I are wondering what kind of deep discussion is about to happen and whether this is a worthwhile endeavor to have right before bed.  Then in all seriousness, Gavin says, "Go Dog Go has been teaching my animals how to jump off the bed." 

 

Go Dog Go is a stuffed animal, from Kohls, given to him by my aunt and uncle when we went to Florida.  Apparently he is the ring leader of some sort of bed club mob that gathers together after Gavin closes his eyes for rest.  This has been concluded because most, if not all, of his animals are on the floor when Gavin wakes up.  The only thing that seems logical is that Go Dog Go is convincing the other animals to jump to their death. 

 

I'm not sure about you, but I think this is a problem.  We have a no bullying rule at our house and Go Dog Go needs to realize that we have zero tolerance.  Needless to say, we'll be having a conversation with this "over-board bed pushing monster" to deal with this situation. Just look at him...

...a common criminal.

Pinkie Irrationalities

Acting like Jekyll and Hyde is Sophia's specialty, especially when she's tired.  Drama becomes her go-to sign that's she has had enough and closing her eyes is the best option.  Not too far back, I was putting Sophia to bed and we were snuggling together.  This is what she says...

 

Me: "It's time to go to sleep Sophia.  You're tired."

 

Sophia: "No I'm not.  I'm just so worried."

 

Me: "Worried about what?"

 

Sophia: (insert lots of random tears) I'm worried because I only have 2 pinkies! (VERY DISTRAUGHT)

 

Me: (trying not to bust a gut, because I know that will send her over the edge) "Oh, well you have lots that you can do with 2 pinkies though.  Goodnight."

 

Look down at your hand.  Do you ONLY have two pinkies?  If so, you should be concerned.  Dr. Sophia has just diagnosed you.