I was making my bed with all new sheets yesterday morning when Sugars walks in and DEMANDS that I give back "her" pillowcase.
I had no idea that she was so attached to the Beatrix Potter pillowcase my friend Lori had made for her awhile back.
Well she grabbed the pillowcase, tore the Tinkerbell one off her pillow and got Daddy to replace it with the Beatrix Potter one.
Crisis adverted I headed into the linen closet in search of another pillowcase for my pillow. Finished making my bed and climbed in.
That evening when the kids all come to wake me up Gator spots the pillowcase I'd put on Subvet's pillow and shouts at me, "Momma! What's that?" I tell him it's Daddy's pillow. A minute later Daddy comes in and kneels down to talk to the kids, Gator goes up, puts a hand on each of Subvet's cheeks and nose to nose with him, in his most serious voice says, "Daddy, what are you doing with my cars and trucks on your pillow?"
I guess from now on I'm going to need to be a little more careful about which pillowcase goes on which pillow, huh?