It's only around 10 p.m. and we hear the all too familiar sound of little feet pittering and pattering out in the hall. Then a sleepy Madeline peeks into our doorway.
Daddy: Honey, go back to bed. It's too early to come in here.
Madeline, sniffling: I can't.
Mommy: It's Mommy and Daddy's time now. Go to bed.
Madeline, sniffling more: I can't.
Mommy and Daddy in unison: Yes, you can.
Madeline, sobbing now: I can't. I can't.
Mommy: You can and you will. I'm walking you to bed now.
Madeline: NO! My bed is too lumpy for me. She composes herself, so she'll be taken more seriously. I’m not kidding. I’m really telling the truth, Mommy and Daddy. It's way too lumpy to sleep in there.