My three year old wakes up around 12:30 am every single night. He whimpers, stumbles out of bed and wanders into my room where we have the same conversation:
"Did you have a bad dream?"
"No, I need a dwink."
"No, I need a dwink."
"I will go get you a glass of milk if you go back to your bed."
He shakes his head yes, I carry him to his bed and then bring him a glass of milk. It's always the same thing, at the same time, with the same question and the same answer.
So, WHY do I always ask him if he had a bad dream? Shouldn't I know by now that he just wants a 'dwink? And why did it take me a year to realize that? To top it off, the past few nights I have been on SC at 12:30 so I had to run up the stairs and jump in my bed when I heard him whimper....Why didn't I just take a glass of milk up with me and save us both a trip??
Do you think pregnancy kills brain cells? Have you caught yourself doing similar things?



