Margaret has a penguin named Miss Clavel.
It makes sense, if you think about it, but it amuses me greatly that she has decided that this penguin is Miss Clavel.
Anyway, the penguin goes many places with us, and most importantly, it goes to bed with Margaret.
Part of our nighttime routine now is to check on Margaret before we go to bed, and put her back in her pajamas, because she has outgrown the footless ones that we could put on backwards, and she loves to take her pajamas off as an act of defiance before succumbing to sleep.
Anyway, last night, after I had wrestled the mostly sleeping but still resisting Margaret back into her pajamas, she rolled over, hugged her penguin, and said “‘Goodnight little girls, thank the Lord you are well. And now go to sleep,’ said Miss Clavel.”
And then I didn’t hear another peep out of her until this morning.