Marie stumbles sleepily into our bedroom, where the light is still on.
Marie: The light is so bright!
Me: We'll turn it off in a minute. Papa just has to finish reading something.
A few moments later, Papa leans over to reach the light switch.
Marie: No!
Papa: But I thought you wanted me to turn out the light?
Marie: I'm thirsty.
Papa: OK, then drink some water, and then I'll turn out the light.
Marie: I can drink in the dark.
Papa: Er, OK.
Papa turns off the light.
Marie: I can't see!!!!!!
Papa and I try to stifle our hysterical laughter.
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