Sophia (age 4) was running a pretty warm fever last night, so I was in and out of her room all night. Apparently she was having those weird fever dreams, because one time when she cried out for me, I came in the room and asked, "What's the matter, Sophie?". She sat straight up in bed and said, "I'm scared of lizards. Bad lizards." Which is kind of funny by itself, but it sounded like this, "I'm scaewed of wizoods. Bad wizoods". And that just made me laugh.
It's funny what's funny in the middle of the night.
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