They went into the bedroom; Zim and I followed so we could be as helpful as possible. Mom and Dad took everything off the bed - even the bedskirt! - and stacked all the puppy-beds (henceforth known as P-Bs) in one corner to make more room. As many of you know, I'm not big into changes at ALL, but up to that point ...
... I kinda liked the changes they were making!
|"Getting kinda sleepy..."|
Dad said I looked like that Princess and the Pea babe, only I was the Prince and the P-Bs. Ha woo. Funny, Dad!
Before terribly long, Mom and Dad decided Zim was helping too much, so they excused him from the room and put the kiddie gate up so he wouldn't feel compelled to come into the room to work.
|" 'The Prince and the P-Bs'... I wonder if that's a good thing?"|
Dad left to go to his office after he did all the heavy stuff, then Mom wasn't looking, I decided to get up and knock the gate out of the doorway (I'm really good at doing that!) so Zim could come back in and help. Besides, I wanted to run that whole "Prince and the P-Bs" thing by him.
I asked him what he thought about it once he settled in to work.
|"I wouldn't worry about it, Dave. Really..."|
He's so right. Besides, there's nothing wrong with us rough and tumble type of guys enjoying a little bit of luxury! Who's with me on that one?