My husband was putting Captain Adventure to bed, which since I had chosen to finally get around to changing the sheets on his bed...well. By "changing" I mean "taking all the sheets off to washing them and then getting distracted such that everybody headed to bed tonight only to find themselves confronted by bare mattress pads because I did all the changing stuff except for the part where you actually CHANGE the sheets on the beds."
Hey, at least they're getting washed.
Could be worse.
ANYWAY. This meant that we were making up the Captain's bed for him while he was bouncing around being hyper because he is so tired.
It's a thing kids do. I'm so tired! I must fly around the room like a hummingbird on Red Bull! Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz-FLOP!
And then...daddy pulled out of the linen cupboard...the Power Rangers pillowcase.
"Hey Captain, look at this!" he called.
Captain Adventure skidded to a stop. He regarded the pillowcase with wide eyes.
"Oh. Mine. GAWD!" he shouted at last. "Dat de best piw-whoa in dey WURLD!! And I wannit dat one!"
And then I died laughing, the end.