So Aria woke up at 1:00 last night upset. I got up and went into her room and she was sitting up whining (not so much crying) about how she was scared of her ceiling fan. It was really the strangest thing. Kevin followed me in the room and we both reassured her that fan was not so scary and that it was ok. I picked her up at one point and she just clung to me, wide-eyed. I found it to be pretty sweet. Kevin came up with the idea of handing her a little plastic play knife that she loves and told her it was going to protect her. Somehow that was enough and we tucked her in and walked out (as she clung to the knife under her covers). She seemed to have gone back to sleep shortly after. I can't wait to hear if she talks about it this morning when Kevin gets her.
When Kevin got her she was telling him that the "fan has eyes." And when she was getting out of bed she found her knife and said something about it keeping her safe. Awwww, poor Aria, but I can't help but laugh...it is a little funny.
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it was sad and funny at the same time. we both thought it was 5-ish, but it was 1 o'clock.
she asked about the fan while we were at the doctor's, and then looked at it warily before she fell asleep for her nap. :-)
Around the age of 2, children begin to have vivid (but distorted) imaginations. Your brother David didn't like the color of his room (dark blue with a white ceiling and red carpet--it was painted that way when we moved into the house) and he used to wake up seeing all sorts of monsters in his room made by various shadows due to the night light. I wish I had thought of a plastic knife---you're so smart and creative!
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