“Get into bed with Mommy?” Poppy asks when I go in to wake her. She requests this most mornings.

I crawl into bed next to her and ask her the usual. “How did you sleep? Did you have sweet dreams?”

She giggles. Then she says:

Did you see that silly Baby Bear? Baby Bear was flying! He was flying to Bert. Bert was so close! That silly Baby Bear was upside-down and down.