I'm not going to blog about the rest of our trip to Arkansas* until I've gotten home and had time to go through the pictures. However, an event happened this morning that was blogworthy, apart from the trip.
While we've been here we've had trouble with Thomas getting out of bed more than usual. At home he rarely gets out of bed (unless we turn on a light upstairs and he hasn't fallen asleep yet). We have a light in his room that turns on when it's time for him to get up in the morning, and he really hasn't tried to get up before it comes on. Well, here at Gram and Pops's house we didn't have a timer on a light at the beginning of the week and Thomas was getting up A LOT of times in the morning, starting at times like 4:50. Yikes! We got smart and got a timer for his lamp here, and it has helped greatly. But, with the arrival of Brax, somehow Thomas forgot about the light coming on again, and has gotten up early the last couple of mornings.
This morning he came into our room at 5:57 and said that there had been a "pop!" and he wasn't sure what it was. Brax took him back to bed and laid down with him for a few minutes to help settle him back down, since he was kind of scared. Then we went back to sleep. He came in again at 6:30 and we told him to get back in bed until his light came on.
So, at 7:00 (Actually the timer here comes on a little later. Don't tell Thomas.) the four of us all got up and came downstairs. Pops was still in bed and Gram was sitting downstairs having her few quiet moments before the craziness of the day began. As we sat down in our slightly groggy state she said, "There's a mystery. Who brought in the paper?" Brax and I just kind of looked at the two papers sitting on the ottoman and Thomas spoke up, "I did." The three of us turned to look at him and asked him again. (Sometimes Thomas is willing to claim deeds he hasn't actually done.) He said again that he had gotten the papers. Gram said, "Which door did you go out of?" Thomas pointed in the direction of the front door and the garage door and said, "That one, and that one." At this point we really started to believe him, and the craziness of the situation kind of sunk in. Brax and I quickly explained that it was NOT ok for Thomas to walk around outside without an adult. And then, we told him again, just in case he hadn't gotten it the first time.
Then, as he went outside to play with ice on the deck, as is his morning tradition, we looked at each other and laughed. When Pops came down he confirmed that he had heard Thomas downstairs earlier, but had just assumed that someone was down with them. Turns out not.
Of course this could have turned into a very dangerous situation, and thankfully it didn't, so it's funny! Yea God!
*If you didn't know that we're in Arkansas, it's not just you. We set aside this trip as a family trip because it just gets so crazy trying to see all the fun people that we love to see. So, don't worry. We'll probably catch you next time!