Mikayla usually gets up a little earlier than the rest of us lazy hobos on Saturday mornings, so she knows to just find some cartoons and wait patiently until the rest of us wake up. This morning was no different and I came out to find her sitting on the couch chewing on a pencil. Yes, chewing on the once-sharpened end of the pencil. She had nibbled the lead down and was gnawing on the wood. I got after her and told her not to eat pencils because it could make her sick. She started crying and crying and crying and then Gweny came to see what the issue was and Mikayla burst out in a new round of sobs. I said, "Mikayla, WHAT is the matter?" and she yelled, "I DON'T WANT TO DIE IN FRONT OF GWENY!"