A Bear by Any Other Scent

Grandma and Grandpa H. watched Wesley while Duane and I went to the hockey game last night. Somehow, Not So Stinky Bear ended up in bed with Wesley and Stinky Bear ended up in the toy box. This case of mistaken identity was not discovered until 4:00 this morning when Wesley woke up wanting his grandma. After Daddy explained that Grandma was not here, Wesley switched his demand to wanting his bear. Duane fished out the bear in Wesley's covers (it was still dark in the room.) Wesley brought the tag end of the bear to his mouth and yelled, "Not this bear! Want Stinky Bear!" Which means Mommy got to go downstairs and search through the toy box if she wanted any more sleep. Joy.