Tatum and I searched all over for the little guy? Where did he go?
Then, I see this two eyes peering from under her bed. He would not come out!?
Sometimes, the ringtone on my phone text scares him, and I thought the new one was safe (it’s a choo-choo train), but apparently not!
Tatum crawled under her bed to comfort him.
Then she figured she’d stay under there with him and her baby.
Now, I have two rug rats under there. HELP!