Sweet, sleepy Cole

Cole has been coming into our bedroom in the middle of the night for a while now. Since I am never opposed to a little snuggle, I would let him climb in bed beside me. After about 5 minutes (or less), I would send him back to his own bed. Well, after this had been going on for quite some time (probably a few weeks), Dad finally decided this was not best for anyone’s sleep schedule. So, we asked Cole to stay in his bed, or if he woke up, to go back to sleep, without coming into our room. That very night, Cole came into our room, very quietly woke me up, said “Mommy, I love you.” To which of course, I replied, “Awe, baby, I love you, too”. Then he said “good night”, and went back to bed.

Heart completely melted on the spot!

What a sweet little boy I have.

Sleepwalking?

So Cole has not been coming into our bedroom at night for about a week now.

Well, last night, at about 1 am, I hear something, and wake up to see Cole’s bathroom light on.

I go in there to check on him, and find him standing in front of the bathroom sink, peeing down the front of the bathroom counters, completely unaware of his surroundings. I redirected him to the toilet, which left a spray of urine across his entire bathroom floor and some on his walls.

When TJ asked what I had been doing, I told him what had happened, and he got a giggle out of that.

The next morning at breakfast, I told Cole what had happened. He claims no recollection of said event. Likely story! And then tells me to “at least I wasn’t peeing on the carpet”. Huh.