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CBeebies Bedtime Story.
It's time for a special bedtime story
here in the CBeebies house, with me, Andy.
Are you all tucked up in bed?
This story is about a young boy who loves odd socks and dinosaurs
almost as much as me.
It's called Oddsockosaurus,
and it's written by Zanib Mian
and the pictures are by Bill Bolton.
I am a six-year-old boy,
but I'm not the same all the time.
I can get very, very complicated
and hard to understand.
I think if dinosaurs were still around,
they would understand me quite well.
Sometimes, I am an Oddsockosaurus.
This can happen because of the sock monster in our house
hiding all my socks.
It can also just happen when I feel like it -
because wearing odd socks is fun.
Why can't Grandma do cartwheels?
Why don't crabs have eyebrows?
Why don't humans have tails?
Sometimes, I am a Whyceratops.
This happens when I have a lot of questions -
which is quite often, because it isn't really my fault
if I get an answer that just makes me think of another question.
Sometimes, I am a Nofocusodocus.
This happens because I cannot really help it
if I have to look out of the window
when my dad is explaining the homework to me,
or if I have to look for my favourite toy
while putting my shoes on.
Sometimes, I am a Fastosaurus Rex.
This always happens when I'm running in the playground
or riding my scooter in the park.
Sometimes, I am a Muddyraptor.
This can happen if it's been raining,
and I decided to play in the garden
and also fell down quite a few times.
It can also happen if I couldn't resist
kicking the extremely muddy puddle
my mum told me not to go near.
Sometimes, I am a Cheekyodon,
if I'm in the mood to put my underpants
on the head of my sister's teddy bear.
It can also happen if I secretly take out the remote
and change the channel when my dad is watching TV.
Sometimes, I am a Tidyosaurus.
This happens a lot,
because I do not like it when people step on my toys.
So I put them back in the boxes.
It also happens because I do not leave my pyjamas
right in the middle of the floor when I take them off.
Sometimes, I am a Readabookadocus.
This happens every bedtime for sure,
and lots and lots of times every day
because I love to read books,
especially books about dinosaurs.
Sometimes, I am a Hungryophus.
This happens to me suddenly,
with a big dinosaur roar in my tummy.
It definitely happens just after I've been playing a lot of football,
and every day on the way back from school.
Sometimes, I am a LOUDATROPS!
This can be a problem for other people's ears when it happens.
It can happen when I'm pretending
that a Tyrannosaurus Rex is visiting a zoo.
Sometimes, I am a Philosophoraptor.
This happens when I think a lot
about things going on in the world,
and when I ask my dad about the meaning of life.
Sometimes, I am a Tellafibasaurus.
This happens if I eat cookies before dinner,
and I say that I didn't,
or if I push my sister and tell my parents she fell down.
Sometimes, I am a Nevertiredophus.
This happens to me when people tell me I am sleepy and tired,
and I have to stand my ground that I absolutely am not!
And sometimes - just sometimes -
I am all of them put together.
Did you enjoy that?
Excuse me. I think I'm a Tiredosaurus at the moment.
Well, hopefully we'll be dreaming of dinosaurs tonight.
Sleep tight, night-night.