So, I just put all three little girls to bed on them and turned the light out. Then went back a few minutes later, broke up the brawl behind the bedroom door, turned the light back off again, and shut the door again.
A couple of minutes later, we hear little-girl noises from the bedroom. I walk back to the bedroom in time to see two little Pirate hands come out from under the still-closed bedroom door with a copy of Dr. Seuss' I Can Read With My Eyes Shut, which she then proceeds to open in the dining room where the lights are still on and starts flipping through the pages. She can't see the pages from where she is, but hey..... :-)
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But not, apparently, with the lights out. Are you sure she doesn't have x-ray vision? If you found her in a field in the midst of a crashed space pod, this might be the time to start looking into high-stress furniture...
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She did ask me this morning why she was living in my house. She's a very philosophical four year old. The best answer I had was, "Someone thought you would be happy with us."