1. "Daddy, I'm so thirsty."
2. "Daddy, I really have to pee."
3. "Daddy, can I tell you something? Did you know I had a bad dream?"
4. "Daddy?"
He never managed to get anything out on the 5th trip. As soon as our door creaked open, Sam bounded out of bed, swept Truett up and carried him out of the room.
The only good part about the whole thing is that Truett goes to Sam every time. I'm not sure if it is because Sam's side of the bed is closest to the door or if Tru thinks he'll get more sympathy from Sam. Whatever it is, I'm grateful. The downside is that I'm a light sleeper so I still wake up almost every time. The 3am visit I handle better than the 5:50 am visit. The closer it is to the time my alarm goes off, the harder it is for me to get back to sleep. At 3am, I can tell myself that I still have over three hours to sleep. But at 5:50 the voice in my head is frantic, yelling at me that I only have 40 minutes to sleep until the alarm goes off. Now you only have 39 miutes! What are you doing? Go to sleep already! So I typically end up lying there for about 20 minutes until I give up and just get out of bed.
I'm not sure why Tru feels the need to come into our room to tell us that he is thirsty or that he needs to use the potty. I'm not sure why he thinks that we need to hear about his dreams the very moment after they happen instead of in the morning. I can count on one hand the number of times Jem has come into our room in the middle of the night. I used to think it was because I was such a great mom and I had trained him so well. Now I realize that he is just a deep sleeper and that, if he wasn't, he probably would have wandered in just as often. So the great mom theory flies out the window on that one. If there is one thing I can count on Tru to do, it's keep me humble.
photo by: Andrew Burgess http://www.flickr.com/photos/abombm1/497602709/
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