See my Frincess Shoes?
What not to do to a sleeping G who can't breathe, suction her nose to help her breathe. We ended up with a 15 minute melt down all in her sleep.
I guess I gave her a night terror. Oops! She is so difficult to wake up; that is why I don't even attempt to give her medicine at night unless she is awake enough to ask for it.
Next G fell off the bed last night, well half off. Then she blamed Clementine for pushing her off, heh. Poor Clementine gets blamed for the body gases too.
Earlier G told me that she "memembers when Simon was a kitten." Simon is our 12 year old cat. I said, "Really? I don't." Then she said, "I memember when I was in China and Clementine was a puppy." Okay! This kid is too much sometime.