Lizard in bed

Last night Kate started to cry at 2:30ish and so I asked her what was wrong and she said

"It's moving"

"What's moving"

"It went down there (pointing to a crevice in beside her bed)"

"What went down there?"

"The lizard"

so she came in our bed while I went and turned on her light and checked it out for her, I don't really know what I was looking for but I checked anyway. So I told her I got rid of it so she went back to bed just fine..

Tonight I had to check for the lizard to reassure her that it was gone..

Funny what we dream about right?