The STUPID Blanket

Sage Conversations

Sage: I’m going to nap. *heads into bedroom*

*comes back out less than 5 minutes later*

You put the stupid blanket on my blanket, and I can’t nap there now.

Me: It’s not stupid, it’s chenille, you simply don’t like it.

Sage: Well, whatever it is, it is on my blanket and it is physically impawsible for me to sleep in there now.

Me: That’s not true.

Sage: *offended* It is SO! It’s covering the ENTIRE CORNER of my blanket!

Me: I meant about it being physically impossible for you to sleep in there. You’ve slept in all sorts of bizarre and uncomfortable places, including draped out of a hole in the wall with your head on the floor. Surely you can manage a nap on a nice soft set of blankets.

Sage: *grumbles off into the kitchen, to nap on her bird watching purrch with her face crammed into the window*

May you find rest and ease on this Friday.