Subject: Be still my beating heart...

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I was just creeping around the house with my pointiest high-heeled shoe held high above my head after hearing a strange noise. It turns out Logan had fallen out of bed. The strange thing was that he didn't cry or come out right away. I stalked the garage, the front rooms and the basement before I heard him mumbling. He was sitting in the doorway of his room, sleepy-eyed, saying, "I fell out of my covers...I'm ready to go to bed now...are you ready to go to bed (ie: can I come with you to your bed)?" I was happy there wasn't an intruder...and that I didn't have to hurt any of my shoes.

By the way, he told me tonight that he's afraid of thunder because he thinks lighting is going to strike our house. I told him that only tall buildings with metal spikes on them get hit. Hey...it works for now I guess, but I think he's worried about the Sears Tower (and no...I will not call it the Willis tower...stupid new name!)