the bears, or whatever they're called, didn't like me

When I'm feeling down and sorry for myself, there's no better cure than to listen to the logic of a child. It always cheers me up, and often sends me into an uncontrollable giggling fit. Especially if the child is sound asleep. Such was the case tonight when I went in to kiss the girls goodnight. As I was turning around to leave I heard Ashtyn say "the bears, or whatever they're called, didn't like me." When I looked, she was still out cold. I came down the stairs laughing like crazy and my night was vastly improved over what it had been before I went up.