this morning's early morning wake up call. and secret languages

[nuklear]

this morning (an hour before my alarm was supposed to go off) i woke up to some whimpering... i walked into Jon's room to find him under the bed... he was scared, so i gave him a hug, a teddy bear and laid him back to bed. he started crying again and his sister walks in and asks what's wrong.

me, in my half sleep state dumbly looked at her while looking for my voice. then Jon chimes in with his jibberjabber, and they go back and forth.  then she exclaims "Jon was under the bed?!" me: "uh, yeah?" her "Oh NO!, poor Jonny!"

and now i have an idea on why dani is in speech therapy. she has to learn a new language other than her own personal one.