Once upon a time,
There was a little doggie named Opie. He moved into his forever home. He was trying to find his favorite place to sleep.
He tried his Mama’s slipper,
But it smelled too much like Mama’s foot. PHOOEY!
He tried Mama’s tummy, but it was too soft and squishy. Sorry, Mom you really need to say no to the French fries, or at least share more of them with ME!!
He tried sleeping on Daddy, but he was too fidgety. Dude, I’m trying to sleep here, why do you keep reaching for stuff… you don’t need reading glasses, or to blow your nose, or… Dude… you put the alarm on COME BACK TO BED!!!
He tried sleeping with Michael, but …..
It was too crowded. Geez Michael, I think there’s stuff UNDER this pillow. Why is there a comic book in the bed?
Okay Spiderman … you’ve gotta go. Yes, I am biting your special web shooting hand. Get out of this bed before I give you the Mr. Weenie treatment!
Opie asked to sleep in Gregory’s bed in the top bunk, but Gregory exercised his prerogative as oldest male child ( Age 12) and said
“Seriously? I mean .… Seriously?”
Opie went back to Mama and Daddy’s room jumped in the bed, turned around and around and found a spot that was