In that half hour, she talked to herself, called me and the husband many times, rolled over us many times (we were both playing dead in the darkened room the entire time), climbed off the bed and back on again many times, flung herself on the bed several times, played with the curtains some times, tossed the adult-sized bolster about several times... at least there were no teary wails and frustration.
She's well but her temperature seemed a little high, gotta keep monitoring her.
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