That's what the G.I.D. said when he came out to the living room to tell me I needed to come see something.
"Oh no", I thought, wondering what I would find. After all Harrison is going through a second phase of
turning on the light to play after bedtime. Only now days he's
not upstairs in the back of the house, he's just down the hall.
When I glanced in his room, he lay crashed in his bed with Legos all around him, on the floor, dresser, bed and in his sleeping hands. When he went to bed, his room was clean, his Legos were tucked away in the closet waiting for a new day.
Frankly, I breathed a sigh of relief in that it wasn't another
"No David" incident. (By the way, we haven't read that book since that incident.
And I didn't send him off for counseling either...)Two things struck us about this scenerio (not to mention he was JUST DOWN THE HALL):
a)
Once again we didn't hear him.
(and have I mentioned we're only down the hall...) Apparently we were too engrossed in the final season of
Lost. Either that, or he is the stealth bomber of five-year-olds. Not. A. Sound. - but deadly serious in his after bedtime play.
and
...
b) Is the vintage dog, strategically placed to watch the door,
really that good of a look-out?
Does Harrison know something about that dog that we don't know?
The dog put there. Random.
We have our hands full with this one, oh yes, it's just beginning... He's a sneaky one.
I love how he just plays until he falls asleep, toys in hand and words on lips (but I'm really going to have to move that lamp).
No child was awakened in the making of this moment.
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