WHOSE BED?

On the days that Sofia spends at our house, we put gates in the doorways down our hall. That way, if Sofia heads down the hall to play while we're in the front of the house, we know there's no real trouble for her to encounter and she can run about safely. That means there are rooms she never gets to explore. Yesterday, Clyde and I were in our bedroom getting dressed to go out to dinner for our anniversary and Sofia came in with her treats to keep us company. She wandered around, checking out new territory and then found just the right place to sit and enjoy her snack -- on Dylan's bed, with his stuffed toy, HipHop the hippo. Dylan was okay with sharing, in hopes that a snack or two might come his way.