"I scared, I scared!"

Poor little Ava. When we stopped in Clovis, New Mexico the first night Ava couldn't get to sleep. She and I were sleeping with Grandma Merrill and Ethan, Brad, and Jake were in the other bed. Well, Grandma must have been exhausted because before we were barely situated, she was snoring so loud the lamp was shaking. Ava bolted into my side quivering and said, "I scared, I scared!" I tried to tell her it was just Grandma but she was not about to accept that. I finally put a little blue pillow over her ear and she gave in and went to sleep. The next morning she was so worn out that she continued to sleep while everyone else got ready to travel the last few hours into Texas. What a night!