sleep walker

I awoke in the wee morning hours on Friday to see Cale walking into my room, thru the bathroom and from there into my closet. He proceeded to pull down his pants. He was just about to PEE on one of my piles of sorted laundry. I didn't want to startle him, but I certainly couldn't allow him to pee all over the closet either. Luckily Darren saw what was happening just in the nick of time and got him to the toilet. Crisis averted!!!

I hate it, but this means that all three of our boys are now sleepwalkers. Sadly, they got this from their mama. I used to sleep walk fairly frequently (and if my memory serves me correctly I am thinking that my younger brother Justin did too). I remember that mom and dad had to barricade the front door when we visited my grandma and grandpa's house. They lived on a very busy street and mom and dad were afraid that I'd get out of the house only to be run over in the night. Crazy! I survived and they will too, but hopefully they'll outgrow this quickly!