For the longest time Lucy never really cared about her stuffed animals. She never named them and she didn’t care to sleep with them.
Then one day she started carrying her koala around dressing it in her clothes and calling it baby sister.
And then she bought a giraffe at a garage sale and named it “Elizabif.” Elizabeth, right Lucy? No, ElizaBIF. Then daddy started teasing her. “a lizard breath”.
Lucy – Aaa
Daddy — Aaa
Lucy — Lizza
Daddy — Lizard
Lucy — Bif!
Daddy — Breath
And so it goes.
Now it turns out that baby sister has a name too. Miranda. Except you can only say Miranda in Spanish. Mee-raan-dah. Which is really hard for anyone who doesn’t speak spanish to understand what Lucy is saying.
And now that we care about our stuffed animals so much, this is what bedtime looks like. Everyone needs to get their perfect spot so they can sleep. That is baby sister over there on the left in her crib. She is cuddling her monkey. And there is Elizabif the giraffe with her head on a pillow in the bed. Lucy can fit right in to the right of the teddy.
This is what that scene looks like when you add the kids to it.