DD1 patrols throughout the evening.
She walked into my bedroom at least 6 times the other night. The fact that DH had fallen asleep and I was watching TV was of little consequence - she just wanted to make sure there was no funny business. Actually, we had planned on a bit of funny business, but I refused to partake on the grounds that rotten 13 y-o was on the prowl, and I just couldn't relax enough. How do you ever manage it when you have one like that?