This just happened:
*Stomping sounds from upstairs*
Me: Please stop stomping!
*More stomping down the stairs*
Me: Please stop stomping! There is no need to do that.
Flustered and very frustrated Trynica flops into a living room chair: I'm trying to make my bed... *big sigh followed by fighting back tears* I am trying to make my bed, but the chickens keep showing! *Completes with a rolling of the eyes and another big sigh*
At this point I have to turn my face away "to attend to Kye" and hide my smile: What? There are chickens on your bed?!
Trynica: Yes! And every time I pull the blanket up the chickens are there! And my feet will be cold!
Me, really turning away to laugh: Um, just a minute.
I turn back to Tryn with my fingers pressed over my mouth: What are you talking about?
Tryn: When I move my blanket this way *motions with both of her hands to the left*, when I move it to the left, it won't cover my feet and I will be cold!
Me, finally understanding: You mean the birds on your sheet?
Me: Did you try turning the blanket the other way?
Me: Well, why don't you try that?