Sunday morning, around 6am, there's a cry from Em's bedroom, "Mommmm!"
I go in to check...
Me: What's the matter, love?
Em: I had a bad dream!
Me: What was it about?
Em: The toilet was plugged.
Me: Oh, well, that's not a very scary dream is it?
Em: To a little kid, that's a scary dream.
True, true.
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