Both Husband and Daughter are sick. I was woken at 2:30 am by my daughter who said:
When I close my eyes, it's hairy.
Hmmm. I took her back to her room where she asked me to remove ALL of the stuffed animals from the shelves opposite her bed to another room. I tried to refuse, but I could tell that resistance was going to end in tears...
Me: Why do you want me to move the bears?
Miss D: Because they make me feel green...and brown....and sick.
There's really no argument to that.