Jo: I want a cat for a pet.
Liv: We can't! I'm allergic to cats.
Jo: Yeah, I know, but too bad.
Liv: We can't! I'm allergic to cats.
Jo: Yeah, I know, but too bad.
Very early Sunday morning, the storm woke everyone up. I was laying with Joie since she was a little scared. After laying there for a couple of minutes, she said, "I'll protect you and you protect me."
The usual routine when Livvi says good night to Joie:
Livvi: "Good night"
Joie: "Good night"
Livvi: "I love you"
Joie: "I love you"
Livvi: "Sleep good"
Joie: "Sleep good"
Livvi: "Nighty night"
Joie: "Nighty night"
Livvi: "Sleep tight"
Joie: "Sleep tight"
Livvi: "Don't let the bed bugs bite"
Joie: "OK"
This morning, Joie was looking at Heather, squinting through one eye, head tilted. Her fingers were in a scissors motion in front of her face. Then she says, "I didn't really cut your head off, just pretend."
Should we be worried?