Last night we were all getting ready to snuggle in to bed for the night, and The Angry Midget came in for her story. Her collar was all tucked wrong in her PJ top, but she wouldn't let me fix it for her. She insisted on doing it herself, but she wasn't getting it right. It was still crooked, and partially tucked. It was driving me crazy, and spurred the following conversation between Robert and I.
