Daddy has learned the hard way this evening that "you have a little owie? I will put some sauce on it and eat your finger" is not a good joke with small children. I told him he has to get up with anybody having nightmares tonight...
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Poor A - she's old enough to articulate her nightmares now. She came upstairs at 3:00am crying "Mama, I don't want our house to get knocked over!"
