Last night Carolina asked if she could sleep with me. I told her that there were some rules if she wanted to sleep in there. She must not get up (in the past she tends to wake me up at midnight when the fun is over and tell me she wants to sleep with mama) unless she had to go the bathroom or was bleeding. She was also not allowed to talk (in the past Holt and Carolina have had shouting contests). So, naturally she then said, "But, can I breathe, though?"

What kind of a person am I?