In honor of Halloween, I thought I would share a spooky story. I don't know that I'll do this every Halloween since I haven't had very many spooky things happen to me in my life, but we'll see.
A little over a year ago, Brianna was still sleeping in our room in a bassinet by our bed, and Eli was sleeping in his own room across the house from us. The crib was still in his room, but since Brianna would be using it soon we were trying to get him to stop thinking of it as "His bed." Thus, on this particular night, he was sleeping on a Thomas The Train air mattress beside the crib.
At some point in the middle of the night, we started to hear Eli cry through the baby monitor. It is not our practice to immediately rush to the aid of a crying toddler, rather we wait a few minutes to see if he will go back to sleep on his own. Right at the time when Cameron and I were fighting over, "It's your turn." "No way, I did it last time, it's your turn." Eli walked into our room... But we could still hear crying through the baby monitor...
At this point Cameron and I experienced the classic movie scene moment. We slowly looked at each other, then simultaneously pulled the covers off and rushed to Eli's room. Upon arriving, we found that Eli's monitor was off!
In our middle of the night, slightly crazy mode we went through all sorts of scenarios of why we could hear Eli crying through the baby monitor, including something like, "Well, maybe the radio signals stay in the air and in the absence of a stronger signal from the real monitor, we were picking up an old signal."
Don't worry, the next morning when we were more logical we knew that couldn't be the case. We finally concluded that we were picking up a signal from one of our neighbor's monitors. I am not entirely convinced by that explanation, though, simply because we don't have any close neighbors yet. We live in a new development, and there are NO houses on our street yet. There are NO houses behind us since that is occupied by open desert. There are NO houses on the street leading to our street, and the houses that are closest to us have NO children in them.
Happy Halloween!
