Tonight I came home from work to a boy who remembered I said he could sleep in our bed IF he was good for his Nana and Daddy. "Mommy I was good allllll day!" He was super cute about it all, too. So, I'm getting ready for bed and I go to take of my shirt (I had a tanktop on underneath) and I must be tired, because I get stuck in my shirt. I shout "HELP!" The idea was to get Jeph to come help me get un-stuck. What do I hear though?
"OKAY MOMMY! I come help you now! Wait! I need to get my 'dined-o-sore."
SO there I am, standing in the hallway with my shirt up over my head and Gideon tries to get on top of his 2-ft tall dinosaur and falls over, gets mad at said dinosaur and says "Hey! NO! dinosaur, don't do that to people!"
Finally, Jeph rescues me from my flannel shirt and now all is good with the world.
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