Ava wakes up at 1:30am and comes wandering into the living room. She had a bad dream apparently, so I go and get her some juice. I tell her to go back to sleep, but she doesn't want to close her eyes because it'll make things dark.
Being quick on my feet even at that time of evening (or morning I suppose), I proceed to tell her that it doesn't really make things dark, it's just that she's staring at the back of her eyelids and someone had painted them black.
She laughed and went back to sleep.
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