Stairs

(Note: I would have had a picture of Little One here, but I'm having computer issues.)

I was having a nice dream. I know there were babies and doctors in it. I vaguely remember waking in the middle of the night to think about my dream. I knew it was one I wanted to blog. It was long, it was involved. My kids were with me. I was happy.

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to sink it into my waking brain. I'm sleeping, semi-peacefully, and the next thing I hear is the pitter patter of little hands and feet. I slowly realize - stair climbing. I meakly yell "Dave..." "Dave...."

"DAVE!!!!" I jump out of bed and Little One has made it past the first landing and is almost up to the top of the stairs with no one the wiser. Thank G-d he didn't fall!