A couple of nights ago I was downstairs watching t.v. at about 9:30 pm when I thought I heard a noise upstairs. I muted the tv and listened...and soon heard the distinctive sound of little feet padding down the stairs. The door slowly opened, and Niels stepped into the room looking a bit flushed. "Sorry Mum...." he mumbled. "I just threw up. I did try to clean it up though...."
No problem, I assured him, I'll take care of it. And then:
"And actually I was in your bed"
Great. Vomi-bomb in Mummy's bed, what a nice surprise. Then his little face brightened and he added in a perky voice:
"Don't worry though, I wasn't sleeping on your side!".
Can't wait to tell hubby when he gets home tomorrow.
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