"Quinn, what's wrong?"
"Mom, my bedroom is so scary."
"Oh, it's not scary, babe."
"Yes it is, can I sleep in the tunnel?"
"Huh? Are you sure you're awake?"
"The tunnel, mom"
"The tunnel by you and daddy."
She wanted to sleep between me and Tyson! Apparently, the two of us form a protective "tunnel" when lying in bed. Who knew? And it must be magical, because she was asleep within a matter of seconds. It made me remember a time when I was around 3, crawling into the safety and security of my parent's bed and finding my own "tunnel" in the crook of my mom's legs. Laying on top of the cream colored silky blanket with orange yarn ties, I was completely safe.