It was the middle of the night, and I was sleeping quite well.

And probably dreaming of something sweet and blissful, I really have no idea because the only thing I remember is my two year old suddenly hollering wildly and loudly right beside my bed!

“Kyna! What is wrong?!” My heart was pounding and I’m pretty sure my hair was probably standing on end from the fright he gave me.

Did I mention that it was in the middle of the night?!

I actually don’t no which was scarier though, his yelling or the fact that he came all the way up the steps and stood right beside my bed and I had no clue anyone was around! 😦

He calmed down as soon as I spoke to him. “I dumped lou’re (you’re) water.” he sniffed out, still teary eyed.

Why was there water on my nightstand in the first place?

Because it solves two problems all at once.

1. If I get thirsty in the middle of the night (which only happens like every night), I don’t have to run all the way down to the kitchen for a drink.
2. If my kids get thirsty in the middle of the night, I don’t have to run all the way down to the kitchen to get them a drink.

“Oh.” I touched the carpet. “Oh! Yea, you did.”

Yea, you spilled it alright. You spilled the whole thing! The whole quart. The quart that was pretty much completely full. I can tell because the carpet isn’t just a little bit wet! And not to mention you almost gave me a heart attack with your reaction to these events.

Thankfully, I was too tired to voice all my thoughts, besides who cares, it’s what, midnight? Which means by morning it would probably be dry, which means I wouldn’t even need to clean it up. Yes, good plan, we’ll just pretend it never even happened, it’s just water after all.

“It’s alright buddy. Here I’ll help you help.” I reached to pick him up only to encounter…

More wetness.

No wonder he reacted so aggressively. His shirt was drenched! Even I might have made a scene if I was suddenly wearing a full glass of water in the middle of the night. I was considering making a scene anyway since I could no longer ignore this unpleasant situation because I now had to get out of bed and run all the way downstairs, not for a drink but for clean clothes. (And maybe a drink since my glass was quite obviously empty.)

Did I mention that this was in the middle of the night?!

I suddenly had a bright idea, I checked his pants, they were dry! Well, mostly anyway, close enough that we went back to plan A, we removed his shirt, tucked him into bed beside me, forgot about the drenched shirt and carpet and happily drifted off to dreamland. 🙂

And that my friends is parenting at it’s finest, when you can make problems disappear with your mind instead of doing actual work. :-p Especially if it’s in the middle of the night!

Did I mention that it was in the middle of the night?!

Oh and I won’t mention the part where the problem actually did still exist the next morning. 🙂