The Nicely-Sharing Discussion

"No, but... um, I was here first, Mama..."

"Really, Day? Because, it looks to me like Play had to have been cuddled up in that bed first."
"No."
"So, why is he tucked in behind you and you're hanging half off the front? It kind of appears to me like you tried to push your way in, even though Play was already laying there."
"Ummmm..... well... but actually it was MY bed fi-iiiirrrsst..."
"Remember, we talked about how you would have to share your things when your new little brother came home?"
"I know... but... he already shared ALL my toys! And he shared ALL my treats!! And he shared ALL my space!!! And now he's sharing ALL my BEDDDSS??!!! ... It's not faaiiir!"
"I know it seems like way too many big changes, Day... but I promise you it will all get easier. You two are going to have the greatest of times together. You've been so gentle and patient in letting Play share in everything we all have to share. And trust me... he is only just starting on his own toy, treat and bed collections; I'm certain he will share with you just as you are sharing with him."
"How do you know he will?"
"Because that's what brothers do... and you've already taught him that by so graciously sharing your collections."

"Play, are you comfortable squished in there like that?"
"Well... um, I waaaas actually going to stretch out..... but, I guess it's okay if Day wants to share; it kinda feels like he wants to take the whole thing, though..."
"I think it might just take a little time for him to understand that sharing nicely makes everything even better."
"Iiiiiii'm sharing nicely, though... right, Mama? I'm a good sharer because I didn't say anything, at aaalllll when Day came and just pushed his way in here with me. I just stayed here and was really patient and really nicely sha-aarring... right, Mama??"
"That's right, Play. You are doing soooooo well in getting along with your new big brother and I'm soooooo incredibly proud of you!"

"Thanks-a-lot, Play! Nothin' like ratting me out....."
"Hey... don't mention it, Day! After all... isn't that what little brothers are for?" *wink*
"Little brothers are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."

The Draftiness Discussion

"Ummm... hel-lo-ooooo???"
"Well, hello there!"
"Funny, Mama, but I wasn't actually saying 'hello'... Don't you notice something wrong here?"
"Hmmm... something maybe like the fact that it's already almost noon and you're still in in bed??"
"Yeah... ha...haaaa..... You're just full of funnies this morning... honestly, where do you keep coming up with them?" *eyeroll*
"Oh, I'dunno, could just be that I've been up for so many hours and it's been boring without your cheerful morning companionship; I had no other options but to just quietly sit alone and make up funnies to keep myself occupied."
"Well, you've had your fun, now could you at least try and be serious?!"
"Okay, I'll try."
"Well?"
"Well, what??"
"You really don't see it..."
"What, am I supposed to be a mind-reader? Just tell me already!"
"Myyyyyy ..... BUMMMMMMM!!!"
"Okay... now I'm detecting just a lil' bit of annoyance....."
"Mama! You know I like to be covered. And you know that I need to be cozy to have good sleepies. And you know that I only like to have my face and my tootsies out of the cozy covers... NOT my BUMMM! ... I don't like to have draftiness happening down there!!"
"Oh, I see. And so it's my fault you rolled and uncovered a tiny sliver your bum?"
"No, it's not your fa-auult... but, it is your jo-oobbb to make sure it gets re-covered quickly....."
"That's my job? Tell me, Day... how, in the world, did I get to be so lucky??!"
"Because I picked you to get to be my mama..."
"That, you did... and I'm just so grateful that you did."
"As you should be... Now, cover my bum and let me get back to sleep!!"
"Greyhounds are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."