Tonight I was doing good part/bad part of the day for the lovies, as is normal. Creeper loves anything to do with explosions, and usually this means that he says inappropriate stuff. Joshua and I just sigh and say, "Oh Creeper."
Amanda: Bad part?
Creeper: When Dad stopped throwing up
Amanda: Good part?
Creeper: When Dad threw up all night!!! *nods head vigorously to emphasize*
On the other hand, Grey Bear is very loving.
Amanda: Bad part?
GB: Dad being so sick
Amanda: Good part?
GB: When Dad stopped throwing up!!
So then I put Grey Bear over Creeper's head and Grey Bear pretended to talk for Creeper.
Grey Bear, as Creeper: Dad being sick is not good.
Grey Bear, as Creeper: Dad not throwing up is good.
Joshua found that last part funnier than I expected so I did it a few times.
And, in case you're wondering, Snackalotl's bad part was Dad being sick and his snacks for the day were a spice bar and a Snickers Ice Cream bar. He only gets two snacks per day, otherwise he gets in big trouble.
Catcachino's bad part was not coming with me to the coffee shop today and his good part was that Grandpa Pat drank coffee.
Giraffe's bad part was Dad being sick and his good part was taking a nap with me.
Snowfoot's bad part was having to spend the whole day in a sick room with a sick person. His good part was that someone was going to get him and not make him spend all night with a sick person. (Cue Joshua to the rescue.)
Sometimes bed time is exhausting.
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