There’s No Pea Under the Mattress, That’s for Sure

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There’s No Pea Under the Mattress, That’s for Sure

Henry (while jumping around on my bed): Hey Mom, what kind of bed is this again? Is this a King bed? Or is it a Queen bed?
Me: It’s a King bed.
Henry: And what kind of bed do I have again? It’s a Prince, right?

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