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Every Morning, My Eight-Year-Old Said Her Bed Felt “Too Small.” When I Checked the Camera One Night, I Finally Understood Why.
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At first, I joked about it. I asked if her stuffed animals had taken over. I teased her gently, trying to keep things light.
“No, Mom. I cleaned it.”
Then one morning, she asked a question that made my stomach drop.
“Mom,” she said quietly, “did you come into my room last night?”
I knelt down so I was eye level with her. “No, sweetheart. Why would you think that?”
