I woke up early this morning, took a shower, and enjoyed some time alone. Soon there was a sweet voice, "mom", "mom". Timothy crawls in bed with us most every night. It is a wonderful feeling to have the entire family snuggle together in the morning. (dog included). Since I left everyone asleep it threw off the snuggles. I was sitting on the couch, Timothy came down the stairs and said, mom, mom, I have to be naked (which means he was wearing socks and underwear) for a few minutes my cozy pajamas are stuck on your bed. He was very serious and not enjoying the situation much. I headed upstairs. His cozy pajamas (which are fuzzy footed pajamas) were in the bed next to David and stuck under Andy (the dog). Apparently he tried to move and one of his feet moved out of the footed area of the pajamas and he ended up with 2 feet in the same leg of the PJs. Andy was laying on the loose part of his pajamas with his head. Timothy fixed the problem by taking off his PJs. He tries to keep on his cozy pajamas as long as possible. He believes that he should wear footed pajamas all the time. I took the opportunity to get him dressed for the day. At this time Andy gets off the bed and follows us downstairs. Timothy turned and looked at Andy. He began to lecture/ complain to him that he held on the his cozy pajamas too tight and now he has on pant. "do you want pants?" Andy just looks at him. Timothy raised his voice a tad and says to Andy in the firm voice "fiends don't make other friends naked and take their cozy pajamas".
Timothy came up to me and informed me that Andy needs a time out for not being a good friend. Then he proceeded to tell me the entire story about how his pajamas got stuck. Disgusted he went to the couch sat down and said "I need a minute"
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