Okay, so Milo just walked by my office door and off into the night?!
I mean, okay, so about 15 minutes ago I was watching TV and I hear these soft footsteps and then they sped up and got much louder, and, since I'm sure that every house I live in is super haunted, my first thought was that the devil was slowly deciding to come for me but then he really made up his mind and started running for me. Because Milo is small and because I was looking for the face of a eight foot demon, I didn't see Milo until he was standing right in front of me. That's a funny thing about being a parent, sometimes your kids scare you. Once I woke up and Daisy was standing at the end of the bed...just standing there...creepy...go to bed.
I should preface this evening with the fact that Milo, during dinner, had pointed to something in the kitchen and said, 'Shark'. And then on our after dinner (freezing) walk he stopped and waved at nothing and said, 'Hi.'. So...well, I mean, there you go.
So after I realized that it was my 20 month old son and NOT the devil, I was able to put him back in his crib...which he has recently figured out how to get out of with the silent stealth of a ninja. So I get him to bed and back to the couch, and a half hour later, I see Milo, footy pajamas and all, walk steadily past the living room door way, he doesn't even glance over at me. He walks into the dinning room when I yell, 'Milo, go to bed!' and he bursts into tears. I run over, cause I was only being stern in sort of a funny way, but my wife tells me sometimes it just comes across as being real stern. Anyway, I pick him up and I realize that me might have been sleeping and when I yelled it woke him up.
I do not want a sleep walking 2 year old. I mean Paranormal Activity aside, he can't be walking around the house at 2:30 in the morning putting things in blenders and seeing how long his face can be in the toilet! Now I can't sleep. I'm the Dad and I protect if I'm asleep how can I keep him from figuring out what happens when you stick your tongue socket. So, I thought I would blog...I hadn't and I needed to, so it's good...but it's also, ya know, 10:30...midnight is coming soon and I don't know what I'm going to do...hang on, he just woke up...
So Milo really just wants his Mommy. Isn't that sweet?! He just loves her guts, she's been in bed for an hour cause she teaches an early class tomorrow, but his high pitched but loving scream somehow woke her right up! They are in there now and everything seems real nice and quiet...quite quiet and quite nice...quiet...quiet and nice....well, it's very late (10:38) so I'm gonna head of to bed.
