All night long, Lucy's kids have been screaming about monsters being in their room, and all night long, Lucy’s been coming back to their room, opening their closet door and saying, “See? There’s nothing in the closet! Now go back to bed!” only to have them start screaming about monsters and things grabbing them all over again. That’s the problem with having three little ones at the same time—one of them starts up with an idea, then the other two run with it, and before you know it, the sun’s coming up and you’ve got to face another day on no sleep. Poor Lucy.