I've been getting very little sleep lately. And not only because of the baby. One night last week, Christopher went to bed early, Bryan went to bed late, and Alexander went to bed later. I went to bed latest of all. Then after about 3 hours of sleep, I am awoken to the sound of Christopher crunching something in the hall.
Now, the fact that I can hear him (rather than see him) was a dead give-away. We sleep with our door open. About the only time it's closed is when Christopher closes it A) to keep the dog in or out, or B) to make sure we can't see him. This time it was probably for both reasons, as he had the dog with him. But anyway, I open the door and see that he has re-carpeted our hallway with construction paper in varying sizes. I also note that most of the toys that had previously been on his shelves were now on his floor. And when I dared look into the previously tidy living room, that was when I turned around, closed the door again, and went back to bed. Not like there was anything I could do about it now, and there was very little that could make it worse.
The funniest part of it all is that shortly thereafter, Bryan got up to go to the bathroom. I knew he'd see Christopher, and the mess. And then he came back to bed and went back to sleep too!
Do You Want Fries With That?
12 years ago
No comments:
Post a Comment