It's 10:15pm and Scarlet just woke up in her room and called me in there with a slight pout to her voice.
Me: What's the matter?
Scarlet: *using her saddest voice for best effect* I bonka head on na cwib.
Me: Uh oh! Do you have owies?
Scarlet: Yea *rubs her head* I cwyin' Mama.
Me: You're crying?
Scarlet: Yea. I habba owies and I sad. Make a Scahyet happy Mama.
Me: Oh, I don't want you to be sad honey. Kisses will make it better and then you can be happy.
Scarlet: Ummm, okay Mama.
Me: *smothers in kisses and loves* Allll better.
Scarlet: It's okay mama. Scahyet okay.
Me: Are you happy too? Will you have happy dreams now?
Scarlet: Yea, a Cuwious George happy.
Me: You're going to have dreams about curious George?
Scarlet: Yea Mama. *puts head back down and hugs her blankie*
Where'd my baby go?