Jibberish!

She started speaking jibberish at 9:30 tonight. It's accompanied with telling me I'm mean and she's naughty, and I'm naughty and Eddie's mean. I'm putting her to bed. It's 9:48p.m.
I hope she feels better in the morning! She wasn't going to take her night pill. She acted like I was trying to poison her. I did finally get her to take it. It's hard to communicate with her when she's not making sense.