Gabe's been throwing some tantrums at nap and sleep times. I figured it must be one of those effects of coping with a baby sister in need of greater attention.
One afternoon, Gabe cried at naptime, screaming to be carried. I thought something may be amiss like fears arising out of bad dreams. So here goes an edited version of the conversation that followed.
Cheoklet: Are you afraid of something?
Gabe: I'm afraid of sleeping. *WAIL*
Cheoklet: *threw forth various failed threats in attempt to stop the wails* Did you see anything?
Gabe: Yes!!! *WAIL* Mummy, I'm afraid of sleeping. I see something.
Cheoklet: What do you see?
Gabe: *in between sobs* I see lizard crawling on the wall!
Urgh. Try harder next time, son.
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