One night we told the kids to go jump in bed. We went to go check on them 15 minutes later and we couldn't find Reagan. I'm a pretty panic stricken person ALL THE TIME, so when we searched all the beds and couldn't find her I was getting nervous. Then, Zach opened Lincoln's closet door and found her sleeping on top of his dresser in the fetal position. She normally needs a night light or hallway light to be able to sleep (so she says) and this night she tucked herself into a closet and SHUT THE DOOR! She is crazy... and I love her for it!
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