Last night Chris put Ian to bed. After he was all tucked in and settled down, Chris left his room and pulled the door mostly closed. I could hear Ian whimper a little in protest of being alone, but then it got quiet and we thought that was that. About ten minutes later another small whine comes from down the hallway, followed by silence. No big deal, he is probably just about asleep by now. Then there was this weird squeak noise. Chris and I looked at each other and we both cocked out heads to listen. The next sound we heard was little foot falls coming down the hallway. Ian got out of his bed, in the dark, for the first time ever! He opened his bedroom door with a creak and came out into the living room looking for me. Oh dear! We are in trouble now that he has gotten brave enough to get up in the dark.
Then this morning, Ian strikes again! Chris was laying on the couch, not quite ready to start his day. Ian climbed up on the couch, climbed Chris like a jungle gym, then clamored his way to the back of the couch. Now that Ian has found the highest perch in the house it is all over...
Nothing is off limits to him now!
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