My first thought when I woke up this morning – how did Darth Vader get in my bed? My second thought – I really need to stop falling asleep watching Star Wars.
Then it dawned on me. The noise that woke me out of a seemingly sound sleep was Kaleb. Again. Ugh! I’m blaming Milo. At 2am a new app on my phone (this one as a matter of fact) that I had failed to silence made an obnoxiously loud noise. This caused Milo to act like a complete loon. For 15 minutes he barked his fool head off, running in circles around the bed. No amount of pillow throwing or “Please stop barking before I lose my mind” reassurances could stop him. After having to get up three times already because Mason was having nightmares, I fell right back to sleep when the dog stopped his campaign for insanity. Considering I didn’t hear him make any noise when Kaleb came in (the dog is like the world’s most paranoid security system), my guess is that the 15 minute bark-fest woke Kaleb up, and he came and crawled into the bed.
If this is not the reason I woke up to find a snoring 5 year old in my bed, and the clock isn’t reason, I’m back to square one. Not okay. I’m going to go ahead and consider last night a fluke and keep my fingers crossed. Otherwise I’m going to have to go back to walking into my bedroom door in the middle of the night, and that idea holds only slightly more appeal than having Kaleb kick me in the face in the middle of the night.