Spencer struggles to fall asleep many nights. Tonight he came out the five or six times. Maybe more I just lost count.
There are the regular reasons for leaving his room, bathroom stop, drink, book, drink, bathroom, and so on. This one was new.
Spencer: Mom! Oliver is dead!
Me: Spencer, he's ok. Oliver is asleep.
Spencer: But Mom I can't hear him breathing.
I did my best not to bust up laughing as I imagined him hovering over his sound asleep brother listening. I also imagine the sound asleep child waking in panic with his brother's face inches from his face.
I must go. The little rascal is up again.
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