It's a Christmas Miracle!

I heard a loud thump from my living room in the middle of the night last night, so I woke up, put on my sleeping cap, and went to investigate.

What? Like you don't have a sleeping cap.

I wander into the living room, and in the center of the living room is my doll Carrie just sitting there. Obviously confused as to how she got there, I ask the only logical question:

"Carrie how did you get there?" Because shit, when you wake up in the middle of the night and see a small doll staring back at you, why not ask how it got there.

A small voice replies "I fell." Which, in my drowsy state, shocked the hell out of me.

So, being shocked and all, I decided to ask the next logical question "So...since you're real, do you want something to eat?" Because really, I assume coming to life takes a lot of effort and would leave a person pretty darned hungry.

Eric comes up from behind me "Dude, that was me, come back to bed."

Now that I know that, I feel a lot better.

But all the same... I am looking at that doll a little closer now.

What? Like you don't still believe that your dolls come to life when you go to sleep. I know I do.