I'm sitting on the sofa, and Sam is asleep next to me. Jacey was upstairs, sleeping in my bed.
Suddenly, I heard the thump of feet hitting the floor, racing down the hall to the stairs. She flew down the spiral stairs, dashed right past Sam and me on the sofa without seeing us, and went straight to the kitchen doorway.
She was so disappointed to find I wasn't in the kitchen. I think she just dreamed kitchen noises...
She has gone back to sleep, now. Right under my feet. No more false alarms for her.