I think he had a bad dream tonight. He started yelling to open the door, so I did.
"What's wrong Sweetie?"
"Do you need something, Vinny?"
(Awww... my heart melts).
I stand on his couch to put my head near his and peer through the slats of his bunk bed at him.
"Here I am. What's wrong?"
"Um, can I lay with you?"
Eek.Pause to think about this one. We only have a queen size bed. Its a tight squeeze when he crawls in there in the mornings sometimes. I nurse Tiana in bed in the middle of the night these days. If I fall asleep, this could become dangerous. Four people in my bed? Mmmm, I don't think so.
"How about I come lay up there with you?"
So, despite my utter dislike for small closed in spaces, I climb up to the top bunk. Being careful not to hit my head on the ceiling, I adjust his covers, which are totally balled up by his feet and lay down next to my precious son. I give him a kiss on the cheek and lay down next to him with my arm around him.
A couple of minutes pass.
"Mommy... is it morning?"
"No, it is still night."
"I think you should sleep in your bed."
Laughing inside. That didn't take very long.
"Mommy, I think it would be better if you slept in your own bed."
I certainly agree. No complaints here. What an easy kid.