Paul got up from 3am to 4am and would not go back to sleep. I finally told him I was going back to my own bed and for him to go to sleep.
As I lay in bed trying to go to sleep, I heard the lid to the cookie jar. (Full of fish crackers) I figured he would just get in bed with us soon. I rolled over and finally fell back to sleep. When I woke up at 605 and realized I was late, I jumped up and got in the shower got dressed and did my hair, at 640 went to wake Paul. He is not in his bed and was not in ours. I checked the top bunk, no Paul. I ran in to the living room checked the couch, no Paul. I ran back to his room checked under all of the stuffed animals no Paul, checked the top bunk again. My heart is really beating fast at this point. I ran back to my room yelling at Tim that Paul is not in his bed or on the couch, ran down the stairs to check the guest room, not there either. I ran back in his room again. No Paul, My heart is really racing now. By this time I am screaming at Tim, and Paul is still nowhere to be found. Where is he? I ran back in to my room again to look under the waterbed where the dogs sleep, and there is Paul beside our bed curled up on the dog bed with his head on the pillows in the corner. I ran and got the camera, yelling for Tim to come and check out the Kodak moment that had unfolded during those minutes of panic. As I start to take his picture, he starts to giggle. He was awake the entire time I was panicking!! I wanted to hurt him. I sat holding him and waited for my heart to quit racing.
What a morning.
As I lay in bed trying to go to sleep, I heard the lid to the cookie jar. (Full of fish crackers) I figured he would just get in bed with us soon. I rolled over and finally fell back to sleep. When I woke up at 605 and realized I was late, I jumped up and got in the shower got dressed and did my hair, at 640 went to wake Paul. He is not in his bed and was not in ours. I checked the top bunk, no Paul. I ran in to the living room checked the couch, no Paul. I ran back to his room checked under all of the stuffed animals no Paul, checked the top bunk again. My heart is really beating fast at this point. I ran back to my room yelling at Tim that Paul is not in his bed or on the couch, ran down the stairs to check the guest room, not there either. I ran back in his room again. No Paul, My heart is really racing now. By this time I am screaming at Tim, and Paul is still nowhere to be found. Where is he? I ran back in to my room again to look under the waterbed where the dogs sleep, and there is Paul beside our bed curled up on the dog bed with his head on the pillows in the corner. I ran and got the camera, yelling for Tim to come and check out the Kodak moment that had unfolded during those minutes of panic. As I start to take his picture, he starts to giggle. He was awake the entire time I was panicking!! I wanted to hurt him. I sat holding him and waited for my heart to quit racing.
What a morning.
1 comment:
Oh, I've had things like that. It does get your heart beating! Fun to catch up on you, and what a great family picture! You all look great!
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