Natalie: "I wanna be 7."
Me: "You'll be 7 in November."
Natalie: "I want to change my number. It's no fair you can only change on your birthday. I'm changing to 7 now. Would you like to change yours, mommy?"
After being awoken by Natalie for the second time, I gave up and crawled into bed with her. Natalie reached for my hand and said, "Something magical happens when a mom sleeps with you. All the bad dreams just go away. It's only when I'm alone that they come back."
(Dang it...she's got my number.)