Night Night

Date of occurrence:
September 20, 2015.

It is time for our little man to hit the hay.

As I am leaving his room, I tell him: "Night Night. Don't let the bedbugs bite."
He immediately responds: "Don't say that."
Me: "Why not?"
Kc: "That makes me feel.... ummm...."
Me: "Itching all over?"
Kc: "No. It makes me feel like I am in Kindergarten."

Me: "Ah, okay. I will not say it again. Night Night. Don't let your Beary bite."

Beary is his best friend and one of the elite stuffed animals allowed to sleep next to him in bed.

Kc smiles and answers: "Yeah. You can say that!"