Due to some out of town guests staying here this week - Courtney has been relegated to our bedroom floor for the week. Last night she woke up as we were going to sleep.
Eric hunched over the end of the bed to look at her. "Are you real Daddy?" she asked. "Yeah, I'm real - you can go back to sleep now." he said. "OK, love you dad."
Sweet mutterings of the semi=unconcious.