Mine would say, "If your parents only knew!!" and ask me why I can never force myself to sleep in the middle of my queen size bed, when I have nobody to share it with all the time! I just automatically make my way to the edge in the middle of the night.

And up until just a few years ago...it would've scolded me and repeated the little thing about the Monkeys Jumping on the Bed.

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