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Mom, Please Change My Bed Sheet

Today, Saturday, after having dinner I realized that Alex did not go to take a nap, but instead stayed in the kitchen with me while I did dishes and put everything away.  She kept looking at me as I moved around the kitchen, as if trying to tell me something.

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Dexter, on the on the other hand, was heading to the living room where I placed their beds for a nap.  Alex kept looking at me with those beautiful brown eyes, but I, the clueless mom that I am, could not figure out what she was trying to tell me.  Anyway, once I finished in the kitchen, we both went to the living room where she sat right next to her bed and started looking, ok., staring at me, and then at her bed.  I got it!  She wanted me to change her bed sheet.  Duh!  As soon as I did that, Ms. spoiled only child inspected the bed sheet and after passing “her” inspection she went to bed.  Alex hates dirty sheets so I change her sheets every other day or as soon as they are dirty, but, I am human after all, and I forgot to do it this time.  Not to worry, she is always on patrol for dirty sheets never-failing to alert me that bedding needs to be changed.