It's 9:55 at night and Rose is still not asleep.

1. Could be John and I moving up and down the hall getting our stuff packed for our dance camp week-end get away is distracting her.
2. Halloween in less than 24 hours.
3. Jack and Annie (of Magic Tree House fame) heard a scary creak and even though the black cat led them out of the tomb, she's still scared.
4. Or, her tooth came out, and she's nervous, excited, and scared about the tooth fairy.

I'm going with that dang fairy since we went through this last time. I finally got Rose to sleep by writing the fairy a note requesting she not take Rose's tooth. And this is after a conversation earlier in the evening where she straight out said she thought I was the tooth fairy, though she still believed in Santa Claus. If Santa causes me this much grief, we are going to have a serious talk with the magic people.