a little boy hops off the sofa, grabs his 'snoopy' off the floor and slowly heads upstairs for bed. he knows he will sleep safe tonight. but he is already scared about tomorrow and monday. he wants to stay little, but he can't, and that makes him sad and sometimes angry. he doesn't understand that being big isn't always scary ...
Good night Little John, I Love You. Please let me help you tomorrow. I know you are sad bc its still raining. Please let me help you tomorrow. Sleep tight. You're Safe Now. I'm Here. And I Love You No Matter What
Good Night everybody,