I was kicked in the kidney and clothes lined in the throat. No, I wasn’t mugged, thank God. I slept next to our eight-year-old on a tiny sliver on the edge of my bed. Over the years, she has acquired several nicknames for her bad behavior while asleep - Baby Ninja, The Octopus, and Beast to name a few. Inevitably, in the morning, I get up bleary eyed and sore in random places. I ask how she slept and her reply is always the same, “I slept great!” Well, I’m glad one of us did!