Last night, after Evelyn had been quiet in bed for about 10 minutes, she started making some weird noises from her bedroom, like bad dream scared shreiky noises. I went to her and we had the following conversation:
Evelyn, laying on her back with her pajama shirt pulled up to her chest
Me: Evelyn, are you OK, sweetie?
Ev: It's gone, Mommy. It's gone!
Me: What is?
Ev: Where did it go?
At this point I realize she is poking her belly button.
Me: Your belly button? It didn't go anywhere. It is right here.
Cue raspberry.
Ev (with relief in her voice): Oh good, it came back.
Me: Yes, your belly button came back. Now close your eyes. It's time for sleep.
The end.
It may be a cliche, but kids truly do say the darndest things.
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