Reagan was being silly at bedtime tonight (stall tactic? Absolutely), thinking it was HILARIOUS to call her night-time prayers "grace". After about the 10th time, she made herself laugh so hard, she got the hiccups. All of a sudden, she jumped out of bed.
Mom: "Where are you going?"
Reagan: "The kitchen!"
Mom: "Why? It's bed time. You need to get in bed."
Reagan: "Reagan put hiccups in sink!"
Mom: "You need to put your hiccups in the sink?
Reagan: "Yes."
And there she went. I found her on a stool, leaning over the kitchen sink, hiccuping. WHAT? Where was this coming from? Then it hit me. She thought hiccups were the same as vomitting. OOOHHH.
I tried to do some explaining, but I don't know how much she understood. And it took some heavy coaxing to get her back to bed and leave the sink behind.
Silly girl.
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