Maybe I have some sort of instinct, actually.

Because I am certain that I could and would sleep through, say, a super loud thunderstorm.

But hearing the noises of Callie getting sick pull me out of dreamland immediately.

Also she threw up a bunch of bone shards so I am going to hold off on that stuff and give her bully sticks and the like for a bit. Stuff that is more digestible.

Okay. Back to sleep.