I always check on the children before going to bed – that magical time of night when you peek in on your little ones and watch them sleep for a moment, cover them with the blanket, maybe steal a kiss.  The other night, I was waiting for my eyes to adjust to the darkness as I looked down at my little girl and wondered what was wrong with her face.  I furrowed my brow as I waited for my eyes to adjust (note to self: must eat more carrots for better night vision) and continued to get more freaked out because she looked so weird.  I wondered, “Is she having a bad dream that’s making her face contort?  WHAT IS GOING ON?”  I panicked and quickly reached out to touch her face, which turned out to be very soft because it was her STUFFED SLOTH I was staring at. 

So I am doing fine over here, just fine. I’m sure this happens all the time to other parents.