Roy and I are in the main rooms and I keep hearing Alex being noisy in the bedroom. The kids are all down for bed and he should be quiet! Roy goes back once and gives him a warning about being quiet and going to sleep. A few minutes later I hear the noise again.
I kind of ignore him for a minute to see if he’ll get it out and then settle down.
The growling increases. Louder. And more growlie…for lack of a better word.
I go back there and we have this conversation:
Me: Alex, I believe daddy warned you already about being quiet.
Alex: It isn’t me. I am quiet.
Me: Well, I heard a lot of noise coming from this room. Why are you growling?
Alex: It isn’t me!!! I being quiet!!
Me: Then who is growling? (guessing the answer already!)
Alex: It’s my bear. I keep telling him to be quiet but he just won’t.
As I walk out of the room, “That bear better be quiet and go to sleep or he’s sleeping outside!”
Haven’t heard a peep since!