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Last night, when I picked Rosa up from her grandmother's house, she
demanded to be tickled. I tickled her, and she giggled and giggled. It
was "tickle time!" It was still tickle time for the two-three hours when
we got home until bedtime, and even a little bit this morning.

I asked her who she was and what had become of my daughter, because Rosa
has always *hated* being tickled. She would laugh a little but would
demand that the tickling stop immediately. I've never seen her so bouncy
and giggly, either.

Then at bedtime, she wanted me to read The Wolves in the Walls.
Again, a departure from the normal Rosa. I tried to read it to her when
I first got the book, but she was scared and told me to stop. I was
worried that she'd be frightened of the new house afterward, but no.
This time, we read the whole story, and afterward she made up a
song.

The wolves in the walls and the elephants too!
The wolves in the walls and the elephants too!
The wolves in the walls and the elephants too!

I've got to find a computer microphone and get her to
sing it into a .wav to send to officialgaiman. He'll probably
be amused.