Deep Thoughts

O crawled into our bed at some point early this morning. I usually wake up when I hear him coming down the hall, but this morning I was surprised when I awoke at 6AM to him chattering very loudly next to me. I tried to feign sleep, but O just kept rambling on and on.

"And then there was a Lego Mack, and a Lego Lightning, and then we couldn't find the wheels and then C said we should try something else, and then I looked for the other one, and then...."

I didn't know what he was talking about since I had clearly missed the beginning of this conversation. Was he telling me what he did yesterday? Was he recounting a dream? I mumbled "O, it's too early. Go back to sleep." but he just kept talking and talking and talking.

"...And then there was a book, but the page came out but then C found it and put it back in, and then I looked at it, and there was a mermaid, and she was fishing and then..."

Five minutes later he was still talking and I had a brewing headache! I finally said "O, why are you still talking? Mommy is sleeping!" And he said...

"But Mommy, I haven't finished telling you about ALL of the toys in the house yet!"

Time to get up.
Sigh.