Things that go "bump" in the night

Silence. Roughly thirty-five minutes after the last little Rawlings was tucked safe and warm in his bed I decided to unleashed Paranoid Freak-a-zoid Mom and go check on the kiddos for the 1st of many times for the night. Quietly, I tip toed up the stairs, held my breath, and gently stepped over the baby gate at the doorway of Shawn's room. Faint breathing sounds filled the air. I crept over to his bedside and realized he had the covers drawn up over his face. Ever so softly I moved them down as to not awaken my precious little dreamer. The nightlight in the hallway allowed for just enough visibility that I could make out the shape of Shawn's face. Getting ready to exit the room, I spun around on one heel maneuvering the floor board just enough to release a squeak. Perfect. My existence was not going to go unnoticed. But still, silence. I held my breath yet again and just before I could move my eyes from the spot where my sleepy tot lay...

"COME DOWN!" His voice echoed through the room and made my heart skip a few beats. My little prince was wide awake and apparently mocking my disastrous attempts at being discrete.

"No hunny, its time to sleep." Not being as careful, I stepped into Landon's room, checked on my softly snoring precious bundle, and fled for the downstairs.

Silence... until next time.

Mimicking Mommy on her laptop.

Mr. Handsome