Tom’s Garage

I do… he’s right here! He must have read my post from yesterday and realized that the crib was taken down because now he’s getting out of his bed. He went down for bed at 9pm (late already) but laid in bed making noise and tossing while until Kerri and I were busy taping the glass in some French Doors and painting the frames. All of a sudden he comes out of his room dragging his blankets and pillow with a high-pitched and soft, “what is that?”.

We put him back in bed but just a few minutes later he’s out looking for Mom. I had to break out the deep voice briefly (think, Fee Fi Fo Fum): “What are doing doing out of bed? [no answer...deer in headlights...] Get back in your room”. I had to hold back the chuckle as he high-stepped down the hall and into his bed. I felt like an underqualified and unscary football coach.

He’s been so good over the last few weeks so I didn’t expect this. Perhaps it’s a one-night thang but I’m thinking that Ben, being inquisitive Ben, is going to get up, cruise and defy for the next few months. If I don’t answer the phone early tomorrow morning it might be due to death by exhaustion.

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