Setting: Driving kids home from their Mama's (Grandmother's) house. Mark and I had just finished switching their bedrooms around.
Me: "Belle, when we get home, you'll have a new room and a new bed."
Belle: "I go have a new bed in my room, Mom?"
Me: "No, you'll have a new room too. You and Anne (the one year-old) are going to sleep together now."
Belle: "Anne go sleep in MY bed?! No Mom! She no fit!"
Me: "No, Belle. Anne will sleep in her crib. You'll sleep in your new big girl bed because you're almost three years old now. You're a big girl!"
Belle: "THREE sleep in my bed, Mom?!! No, Mom! (Nearly in tears now) I want MY bed!! Belle sleep in my bed! No Joy, no Anne--BELLE!!" (Everything has an exclamation point after it when Belle talks)
Me: "Oh, Belle, it's okay. You'll like it, honey, don't worry. Just wait till we get home.... (sigh)..."
Later, at home:
Belle: "Mom, I LOVE it!! I LOVE it!! I have my BIG BED!!"
And she did love it. She fell right to sleep--no problem--in her new room and new bed. And all by herself--no Joy and no Anne--just Belle...