Gracie was crying in bed this evening a few minutes after I'd laid her down, so I went in to check on her.
Grace: Skeerd (scared), Mommy.
Me: Scared of what, Grace?
Grace: Skeerd of Giwas (Gorillas), Mommy.
Me: You're scared of Gorillas?
Grace: Yes . . . Right there. (Points to the space between her bed and the wall.)
Me: (Peeking over the side of the bed) I don't see any gorillas in there, Grace. Now lay down and go to sleep.
2 comments:
Ah, poor Grace! :( When I was little, I was skeerd of: 1. the Wicked Witch of the East from Wizard of Oz. 2. Her flying monkeys. 3. The dude from Unsolved Mysteries. My dad watched that show & I would hear that dude's voice in my dreams/nightmares & I would cry. I was eventually not allowed to watch that show w/ my dad...
awwww! poor girl!
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