Ella got into my bed at 4:41. She said, "I'm here because I'm so snugalious". Great, snuggle up and go to sleep for one hour and sixteen minutes. Two minutes later she says I have bad breath. Two minutes more and she wants me to turn over so that she can breath. I say go back to bed. She is talking about nonsense and wakes up her brother in the next room. Not even five and we are up for the day. Between five and eight there are several episodes in which she tries to beat me down with her screams about what she is going to wear, what she is going to eat after lunch, and how many televison programs she is going to watch today. Also, she can brush her hair using only her mind.
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