“No, lemme tell you dis firs’, Daddy,” the BabyGirl said, taking the pacifier out of her mouth, right after her Daddy put it in her mouth. “Dis is importan’ an’ you’re gonna be glad I telled you dis.”
“Okay,” her Daddy said, patting her diapered bottom and making her climb back up into her crib.
“Okay,” the BabyGirl said, lying down as her Daddy covered her with her baby blanket, but still determined to speak her piece before she went to bed. “You’re not gonna believe dis, but I figured out why all your Twizzlers have been disappearin’!”
“Really?” her Daddy asked, slipping his hand under the blanket and checking her diaper one more time as she tended to babble a lot when she was wet.
“Yeah!” the BabyGirl exclaimed. “Ya know how when we get up in da morning, how sometimes da door to da cupboard wit’ all da candy in it is wide open, right? Well, I finally figured it out.”
“You did? So you figured that out and that’s why I just found you down in the kitchen, holding the bag of Twizzlers and staring into the cupboard?” her Daddy asked, making her turn over on her tummy as he tucked the blanket in around her.
“Exactly!” she exclaimed. “An’ dat’s why I got out of my crib an’ went down der. Cuz I heard somethin’ in da kitchen an’ I just knew dat your Twizzler’s were bein’ stolen. An’ your not gonna believe who’s been taking dem.”
“Who?” her Daddy asked, trying to hide his smile as he tucked all her stuffies in around her.
“Da Tooth Fairy!” she exclaimed. “As it turns out, she’s a Sweet Tooth Fairy. I couldn’t believe it at firs’ either. I was like No Way, but Yes Way, Daddy! And dat’s why you saw me holdin’ da bag a’ Twizzlers when you founded me in da kitchen. I didn’t want da Sweet Tooth Fairy to taken ’em!”
“So let me get this straight,” her Daddy said, preparing to summarize. “I put you in your crib 3 hours ago and when I came up to bed just a few minutes ago, you heard a noise in the kitchen, getting into the cupboard with the candy in it. So you got up, lowered the side of your crib – by yourself, climbed out and quietly crept down to the kitchen, to then grab the bag of Twizzlers before they were stolen by the Sweet Tooth Fairy?”
“Yep,” the BabyGirl said, smiling brightly with a piece of Twizzler candy stuck to her front two teeth.
“Mystery solved then,” her Daddy said, kissing her forehead and raising the side of her crib as she plunked the pacifier into her mouth. “Princess?”
“Yes, Dadduh?” she asked back, behind her pacifier.
“Daddy thanks you very much for being such a clever little detective and cracking the case,” he said, smiling at her, his heart gushing for her as she handed him the candy. “But could I have the bag of Twizzlers back now?”
“Oh, yeah. Sure,” she said, handing him the bag of candy, then lying back down. “Good night, Daddy.”
“Goodnight, Nancy Drew,” her Daddy said, turning out the light and walking out of her nursery.
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