Poor Big L came shuffling into our bedroom in the middle of the night.

“Mummy, I had a nightmare”

“Would you like me to get into bed with you?”

“Yes, please”

So I left Little L in bed with Vince and made my way to Big L’s bedroom.  I squeezed into his single bed with him and gave him a cuddle.  I asked him if he wanted to tell me about his nightmare.

“I dreamed there was a zombie knocking at my door”

Bloody Minecraft!

“There are no such things as zombies, or witches you know that.  I know things can feel scary at nighttime…” blah blah

We had a cuddle and I must have drifted off because the next thing I knew Big L was whispering

“Mummy, can you stop making that noise, you’re scaring me”

Poor kid had just had a nightmare about zombies and I’d fallen asleep and was snoring!

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