Schatz (from the bedroom door): Can I sleep in your bed tonight?
Me: No, sweetie. You need to sleep in your own bed tonight.
Schatz (a tad dramatically): But I wake up and get scared!?!
Me: If you need us in the middle of the night you can come get us, but you have to sleep in your own bed.
Schatz (thinking for a minute): But I'm sick!?!
Me: You are changing the subject, Schatz. You need to sleep in your own bed tonight.
Schatz (going back to bed): I'm going to bomb it. I'm going to bomb it all over my bed and then you'll be sorry!
Me: Do you need a bucket? I don't think you will vomit, but I can get you a bucket just in case.
Schatz (stomping her foot in the other room): No, I don't want a bucket. I want to sleep in your bed so I won't bomb it.
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