The Smurf Wasn't Helping

I am slowly growing accustomed to my new room but still it is a bit rough.  Though I enjoy the new freedom of my bed there was something about the walls of my crib that made me feel secure.  Nothing could get me!  So when I wake in the middle of the night I only want happy faces looking at me.

I just didn't appreciate Grumpy Smurf staring at me with that mean look. It was very disconcerting.

Dang Daddy, could you have picked a worse Smurf to put on my bedside table?  Every time I opened my eyes I had to look at his scowl!

Honestly Daddy, for such a happy species if you are going to get me one as a pet you could have grabbed one that was a little cheerier!

I'm just saying.

Jaxon