“Hey, guys!  It’s time for bed.”

There is a giant blanket lump in the middle of my bed.  The lump is giggling.

“Shhhh!”  the lump hisses.

“There’s nobody here!” a voice squeaks from under cover.

“Um.  Yeah!”  a six-year-old voice calls from a supposed distance. “We’re in our room!”

“Yeah, we’re not here.”

“We put on our pajamas, and we’re each in our own rooms.”

“Oh, really?”  I say to the lump that looks remarkably like two balled up little boys.

“Uh-huh.”  One end of the lump nods.

“That’s nice.” I pat the bumpy covers. “Did you remember to brush your teeth?”

Monkey under-pink-blanket