Steph did not sleep in her own bed all night last night. She woke about 2:30 and was in tears. She wanted Daddy, not mommy. But I needed her to stop crying so I could take her into our bed to daddy without waking him. It didn't work. But she calmed when he got up and took her to our room.
This morning, I asked what had caused it. She said there was a dragon in her room and it was a scary dragon. She then says, "I need to sleep in this room (ours). Is that a problem?"
How do you keep from laughing when they are so serious?