What happened in the middle of the night…

When I was going through photos I saw one photo and knew I had to share!

Almost every weekend when Tristan is home from his residential school he wakes up in the middle of the night.   This happens 99% of the time.  The ritual unfolds like this…He comes into our room to make his one word request-always a food item. Then, one of us gets out of bed.  Off to the kitchen we go.  We gladly help because of safety concerns.

About a year ago both Brian and I woke up on a Sunday morning.  I asked him if he got up with Tristan.  He replied, “No.”  Then he asked me if I got up with him.  I answered, “No and I feel great. That means we all slept through the night.” Tristan was still sleeping.  Hip Hip Hooray!  He slept through the night!

Then Brian and I went to the kitchen.  On the counter we found evidence that Tristan helped himself in the middle of the night.  He drank 2 cans of Coca-Cola.  He ate apples with Nutella spread and something (maybe toast?) with syrup!

It was unbelievable after drinking all that caffeine he was asleep!

His problem solving skills for his own problems are truly amazing!

Enjoy another healthy dose of laughter from our home!