Tonight Dan and Alicia were talking about b.g. sleeping in the middle half the night and how that’s evolved, and another kid asked about the dog—their Sheltie. Where does she sleep then? She sleeps at the foot of the bed too, and it gets crowded. Dan said, “When we want her off the bed we start coughing or slap ourselves.”
My brain did a double-take. WHAT??? What in the world?? Dan clarified, “Yeah, then she jumps down. Actually, she only jumps off if Alicia coughs, so she has to do it.”
I asked what happened if they slapped each other rather than slapping themselves? At this point, I could hardly speak and was wiping my tears. Alicia was rolling her eyes like, “I know how ridiculous this is.”
Dan said they hadn’t tried that.
Okay, that’s a real dumb story. Love, Val
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