Son #1 will wake up in the middle of the night and meander out to the couch in the living room to sleep. It is a funny little habit.
One morning, Son #1 came into the bathroom where I was putting on makeup and said. "Mama, I slept on the couch last night."
I feigned surprise and replied. "Oh really." I had woken up before him and discovered him sleeping peacefully on the couch with my green blanket.
Son #1 continued. "Yeah. I had a bad dream so I came out to the couch so I could go to sleep again."
I sympathetically stated. "Oh no! I'm sorry you had a bad dream. What did you dream about?"
Son #1 informed me that he had dreamt about Bowser from Mario Brothers and that it had been very scary. Then he whispered conspiratorially. "Don't tell Dad I slept on the couch."
I giggled and replied. "I won't."
Little did Son #1 realize, his dad had been up most of the night working on the computer and had most likely discovered him on the couch long before I had.