Rachel plucked out her pacifier. “No, not ni-nights. It earwy. No beddy!”
“Shh, honey, Brian and Meggy will be up for beddy-byes in just a moment. You all need to rest.”
Rachel still pouted, cursing her inability to get adult thoughts to reach her mouth and come out sounding properly. She would have continued to rage, but she could feel her unstable emotions getting out of control again. She didn’t want to have a silly baby tantrum or cry in front of Mama. So she crossed her arms and sulked in silence. Mama dropped the rail half-way again so she could peck a kiss on Rachel’s forehead, then she put it back up and headed out the door, blowing kisses as she went.