Though seemingly pleased with her new bed, Alden doesn’t seem to grasp the fundamental mechanics.

Yes, that’s my girl beneath that monkey, mixing up her parallel and perpendicular.

Perhaps if a few of her “friends” would be content to sleep on the floor instead? I’d start with the sand pail and sieve, for starters. And does she really need two fleece blankets when it’s 89 degrees outside?

I posed the question as politely as I could. The answer, apparently, is an emphatic yes.