The past to mornings, I have shot out of bed to the screams of Abigail. Yesterday, I found her sitting up sobbing. I asked her why she was so upset and she replied, "I don't have a seat at Donny's soccer game. If you take my pink chair with the flowers on it I can sit down." I assured her I was heading straight to the car to put her chair in the back. She said okay and put her head on the pillow and was out.
Today she woke me at the same time. She was screaming and I thought it must be something really bad. "Mommy I don't want to go into the basement in Larchmont. It's too scary." I forbid her to go into the basement and off to sleep she went. What will tomorrow bring? I'll have to ask Big Daddy because I think it's his turn to get up at 0400.
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