Bed Time = Snuggle Time.
First up, Julianna (she’s 10):
Me: Scooch over, I know you’re ready for sleep.
J: No, I’m not. How would you know?
Me: The dolphin told me.
J: Daddy, he’s a doll. He’s not real. He doesn’t have a mouth.
Me: He, uh, used his blowhole. He’s a ventriloquist.
J: It’s sewed shut. He’s not real.
Me: I mean, he talked to me telepathically. My brain to his brain.
J: Dad, he’s a doll. He doesn’t have a brain.
Me: And, you have no imagination.
J: Yes I do!
Me: Then, you’d understand that I talked with your dolphin doll.
J: I see what you did there. You’re weird.
Me: I know.
J: But, I love you.
Me: Aww. Thanks, Honey.
J: You’re also a Butt Face.
That’s my cue to leave, and then…