Elise woke up last night yelling, "Why? Why? Why?"
I went into her room to see what was wrong. "Elise? Are you okay?"
"Henry push me! Into a table! Why? Why Henry push me?!"
I told her she was dreaming and that it didn't really happen. Henry didn't push her. She was just thinking about it. Henry was still in bed.
As she woke up a little bit more, she calmed down. Oh, it was so sad though. Why? Why? Why? So sad.
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