This is a continuation of THIS POST. You’ll want to check it out and then come back here to finish this true life ghost story. Where were we? Oh yeah, my new nighttime routine with Isabella: Put Isabella to bed Wake at 3am to the repeated throaty call of “MommyDaddyMommyDaddyMommyDaddyMommyDaddy” Walk to the third stair and have Isabella snap her head up a little as soon as your foot touches it. You realize it is very cold at the third stair just as Isabella starts to sing-chant the same three sentences over and over in a deeper voice while you…