Thursday, April 22, 2010
Oh that child. . .
The other night when I went to check on my children before I went to bed, I couldn't find Jarod. He wasn't in his bed. I looked in DJ's room, my room, Lindsie's room, the basement. By this time I'm starting to panic a little bit. I went back to his room to check again (maybe I just overlooked him) and I started to hear a very faint snore. Ok, so I knew that he was in his room somewhere so I tried to follow the sound. Finally figured out it was coming from his closet.
YES he was sleeping in his closet. With the door closed. Not only was it closed, but somehow when he closed it he knocked it off it's rollers. I COULDN'T GET THE DOOR OPEN! Oh my word - what if there had been a fire? Or if he had a nightmare? He would have been trapped. Dean had to take the door all the way off so we could get into the closet.
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