A couple of nights ago Eli ran into our room during the middle of the night (despite previous blog posts this doesn't really happen very frequently). I was very groggy, having just been awoken from a deep sleep. As near as I can recall, this is what he said:
"Mom! I was sleeping, and when I woke up, there was a monster in my room! Then it sat on my head!"
I groggily told him to go and get his pillow and blanket and sleep beside our bed which he immediately did.
Those stinkin' monsters. What do they want to sit on a little boy's head for?
Glad they don't sit on my head!
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