TJ: Night Mama.
Mama: Nighty night.
TJ: Nighty night.
Mama: Don't let the bed begs bite.
As soon as I said it, I wished I could take it back.
TJ looks at me: What?!
Mama: It's a fairy tale, like the cow jumping over the moon.
TJ looks at me kind of weirdly.
Next night:
Mama: Nighty night TJ
TJ: Nighty night. Don't let the cowbugs bite.