Andy likes to tell stories at bedtime. Every night he asks, "Mommy, can you stay in my bed for a while?"
Sometimes I can. But I never stay as long as he'd like.
He likes to tell stories. They usually go like this...
"Once upon a time, there was a little brown boy with brown eyes and brown hair. He had a brown mommy with brown hair and brown eyes. She looked just like you, Mommy!"
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