7-19-97, 2:03 AM

I was in the kitchen standing in the front of the refrigerator, door wide open. As Mrs. Austin walked into the kitchen she said, "Between you and your Mama, I don't see how my refrigerator stays cold. Why are you in my refrigerator at 2 in the morning?" I closed the door and said, "I wanted something to drink." Kourtnee walked into the kitchen and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?" I said, "No, Mame," as she walked over tome and felt my forehead. She rubbed my hair and said, "I'm going back to bed, if you don't need me." She walked out of the room before I could even answer.

I looked at Mrs. Austin. She looked at me. I knew we both were thinking the same thing. Mrs. Austin finally vocalized it, "I bet that child sleeps totally still and in one spot." We both laughed. Kourtnee's voice retorted from the hallway, "I heard that Monica." Mrs. Austin and I finished laughing.