That's what's SUPPOSED to happen at night

Last night as I lay sleeping, I heard little footsteps padding into our room. I looked up and asked Elisabeth what was wrong. Without answering, she walked over to the tissues, took one, and padded back to her room. She climbed in bed, and that was the last noise I heard until 7:15am.

In my mind, that's what's supposed to happen in the middle of the night when a child needs something!