So having put Rachel to bed, I am sitting on the couch waiting for Mom to come down so we can watch some TV together, when I get a text asking me to come upstairs right away. I go upstairs, walk into Harry's room and I see Mom standing there, and Harry on the bed crying hysterically for "Daddy!!!".
I asked Harry what was wrong, and he says he can't sleep in his bed because it's not "comfy". I look at Mom with a "what on earth is he talking about?" look, and she instantly returns a gaze of "I have no idea".
So I ask Harry, "Can you explain to me what you mean? I don't know what you mean by 'comfy'."
Harry looks up at me, tears in his eyes, and says, "I know you don't know what 'comfy' means, Daddy, it's Spanish and you don't understand Spanish!!!"
Huh.
So I try to get to the bottom of this language difficulty, and it turns out that Harry has decided that he wants the footboard of his bed to be as tall as the headboard, which will apparently make the bed "comfy".
I have absolutely no clue where he got the idea that they should be the same height, and I even had to take him into our room to show him that the footboard on Mom and Dad's bed was short, too. He said he thought we needed a taller footboard, too.
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