Sophie did it
again - she had another bad dream (this one was apparently about Winnie the Pooh who had fallen into a fiery trap). But this time, rather than us waking up and freaking out, her breathing woke me up and I knew she was there - not nearly as terrifying! At some point I heard her rustling about - she was gathering all her pillows and blankets and taking them back to her room. Then she came and woke me up, having removed all the evidence. Either she is very responsible and good at cleaning up after herself (um...) or she didn't want us to find her asleep on our floor for some reason (more likely). Either way, it cracked me up. And it made me wonder how often she actually does this.
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