I’m really beginning to like the nights that I lie down early and hear Sophie’s nighttime routine happening in the other room without seeing anything. Tonight, Mommy walked out to check on her and I just heard this:
Take off the purse. Take off the poodle. Take off the backpack. Take off the horses.
The purse and the backpack I get, but I’m afraid to ask how she was wearing a poodle and two or more horses.
