So.....Derek and I are sitting downstairs minding our own business. The children are upstairs puttin' their jammies on. Suddenly, we hear heartbreaking sobs heading our direction. We look over at the stairs to see Sophie descending, face in her hands, and she is obviously in great distress. Not far behind, are her big Sis and Bro. They are reaching out comforting arms to her.
Lauren: "Oh, you poor poor DEAR~! It will be okay."
Cameron: "Yeah, don't worry. We'll help you."
Derek and I are a bit bewildered as to what's going on. Then we hear, directed at us....
Lauren: "Sir, Ma'am...can you help this poor girl? Her name is Little Bo Peep, and she's lost her sheep!!!!"
At this point, they all three die laughing. Are we the weirdest household in America?! I don't know, but I quickly recovered from my own laughter and surprise in time to grab the camera for a shot at the scene. Welcome to our home......
(To complete the "mood", Sophie had pulled out a little hat that went with a coat she had when she was 2 or 3 yrs old.)