Long nights and long weekends
Last night was a long one for me, and a bad night for Sam. I didn't really look at the clock, but somewhere in the midnight to 1AM area I woke up to realize that Sam was walking around our room. He was shuffling from Harmony's side of the bed past me towards the door. I could hear him sniffling like he was trying really hard not to cry and wake us up. I called him over and confirmed he had a bad dream and started to pick him up to snuggle with me a while. YUCK! Sam was soaked from the middle of his back to his knees. He stumbled along with me to his room, where we found a 2 foot wet spot on his sheets. His pillow was wet, his favorite blanket was wet, his mattress was wet, on top of his pajamas. He was so out of it and miserable he couldn't even begin to take his PJs off without help. After getting him into dry clothes I put him to bed with mom and grabbed some clean sheets and a new pillow. He snuggled a little while as I pulled out the trundle we keep for Aiden...