Coughing from the girls' room. I'm pretty sure it's Claire.
Ah, she stopped.
A few minutes later.... more coughing. Again, she stops.
This goes on for, I dunno, 20 minutes? I'm trying to sleep, so I'm not really sure.
Then Claire really gets down to business, coughs, barks, and then starts wailing. I stumble into the room. Claire is sitting up, hair on end, tangled in the covers.
"Mom!" she sobs, "where's Gra-Maw?!?"
"Gra-Maw is on her way to see Uncle Trevor."
"Oh!" still sobbing.
"Lay down, sweetie. Here's your bear. Do you want some water?" I asked. "Yes!" volume a bit reduced.
I get the kid a drink, get her to snuggle in the covers and she promptly falls back asleep. I'm tip-toeing out when I hear a calm voice from Aeron's side of the room.
"I didn't cry."
Resigned, I stop at Aeron's bed. "Nope, you didn't, Boo."
"Claire did. She was crying and she woke up me!"
"Claire was coughing, honey. She can't help it. Go back to sleep." I tuck her in, kiss her forehead and leave. I'm half way back to my room when....
"Mom! Can I have a drink?"
They are doing this on purpose, I swear. They want me to be sleep deprived and cranky; that's the only explanation.