How dark is dark? Is it not as bright as the sun shining? or “you can’t see your hand in front of your face” or something in between? My definition starts at somewhere in between. Brandon’s is “not as bright as the sun shining.” This child refuses to go into his room alone unless the light is already on. Not even with the nightlight.
Isn’t that why the nightlight is there?
Don’t get me wrong – I love my kid, but something’s wrong with this person. He’s a walking paranoia freak show. Not that I’m not my own kind of freak show (who isn’t?), but some days it borders on “Call Ripley’s – we got a live one!”
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