"Maybe..."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?!! Look at me! Do you really need to even ask me what's wronnnng???"
"Well, it doesn't really look like anything should be wrong. I mean, you're on your favourite couch spot, atop your favourite quilt and covered with one of your favourite nap blankies... what could possibly be wrong other than the fact that you're not yet actually napping?"
"Maybe you should look again, Mama..."
"Oh... you forgot to bring a toy up with you? Is that it?? Want me to bring you one? Do you want your chipmunks to nap with?"
"Really? Really, Mama?? You really can't even see that um, gee I don't know... maybe just the fact that I'm practically FALLING OFF!!"
"Ohhhh..... well, you are a little close to the edge but it doesn't look like you're actually in any real danger of falling off, Day."
"What are you, kidding me? How can you not even see that my whole head is already hanging off?!!"
"So, just lift your head back up onto the cushion and you'll be fine."
"Sure... if 'fine' means precariously balanced and staring at nothing but the back of a just so boring couch....."
"Day! Nobody told you to roll over and face the back of the couch like that, you did that totally by yourself..."
"Yeah I did it myself..... I did it myself because it's your fault!"
"How is it my fault??"
"Because you didn't wrap me properly!! You know I like to be burritoed-in-tight... but instead, you just put the blanket over me without act'lly tucking and burritoing me; I had to twist and roll and burrito MYSELF!! And just look at what happened! Now, I'm fallin' off!!"
"Look, Day, I'm sorry I didn't burrito you but it's pretty warm in here and I thought you might get overheated if I tucked you in too tight."
"But you didn' t knowwww that I would've overheated, you were just supposing... you still should have burritoed me....."
"I'm sorry, Day... I will never not burrito you again. And I'll stay right here the whole time you're asleep to watch that you're safe from falling while you nap."
"And you'll catch me if I start to fall?"
"I'll catch you if you start to fall."
"And you'll give me two hundred and eighty-seven gumdrops when I wake up to make up for all this stress you made me have before my sleep?"
"No."
"Mamas are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."
