Remember how noises of the night freak me out? After I'd put the boys to bed and even fallen asleep myself, I was startled awake by a weird thunk. Something was prowling around in my house!
I grabbed a knitting needle and tip-toed out to the kitchen (the general direction of the noise). I was fully poised to take down the intruder (or at the very least cable knit him) when I found my 3-year-old sacked out on the tile floor. Either he snuck out of bed and played until he dropped to the floor with exhaustion, OR he was sleep walking.
3 comments:
That is just plain funny.
Pretty sure he is still clutching a lego in his comatose state!-- Or is that Thomas the train?
Darling, Darling! It is probably sleep walking it runs in the fam. Great, I know, one more thing. We love the purse.
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