I'm almost frightened to go to bed as the night terrors strike more frequently. 2.38am Saturday~ he sits up and throws back the curtains, talking so fast I can't make out what he's saying....then I hear "They're hiding there, you know." (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh! Who?)
"Where?"
"Behind the curtains."
"Stop it!"
"Stop what?"
"You're telling me people are hiding behind my curtains, it scares me."
"No," he says reassuringly, "Not people.." (Phew methinks) "Five cats..." (That's okay then) Until he adds, "They've got the cats to do it for them"
I didn't like the sound of that. It took me a while to get back to sleep. 5 cats, 12 trampolining Kylies, mystery people who have to stay away from him. Why are there so many visitors in the night?
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