Mamie certainly is. Sunday night she had her third nighmare about a "kitty cat." Of all things to be scared of. When I say nightmare, I mean primal screaming, clutching to me like a little monkey, and wide awake for the next three hours. She woke up at midnight and I tried until 3 o'clock to get her to go back to sleep. I even put her in our bed at 2 am. She wanted to sit bolt upright in bed and just kept saying there was a kitty cat in her room, or "kitty cat gonna bite my leg" or "kitty cat gonna get me, mommy." It was pitiful, hilarious, and very frustrating all at the same time. Does anyone else have any experience with this? I didn't know two year-olds had nightmares like that.