The oldest one was not wanting to get out of bed this morning. I was helping the other two get dressed, when I heard from down the hall
"Hey, mom, which side of the bed is the wrong side of the bed?"
"Which side are you planning on getting out on?"
"I don't know. I'm going to lay here and decide."
He finally decided to get out at the end of the bed, so as not to influence the day.