RUN LIKE HELL

5:07 a.m.:

ME: I thought you put Betty in her own bed last night.

JC: I did.

ME: Well then what's she doing in here?

JC: Hell, I don't know. Did you go get her?

ME: No. You didn't?

JC: No. She must have crawled out of her bed again.

ME: I didn't hear her.

JC: I didn't either.

ME: I bet that was a scary dart through the living room. I remember creeping across the living room.....

JC: Me too. That's where all the monsters were.

7:30 a.m.:

ME: Did you crawl out of your bed?

BETTY: Yes. I got scared in the middle of the night Momma.

ME: What were you scared of?

BETTY: Monsters, Momma.

As far as I'm concerned, she can sleep in our bed until she's 5. I mean what is the big deal exactly? Shall we address the elephant in the room? YOU CAN STILL HAVE SEX IF YOUR CHILD SLEEPS IN YOUR BED. Think nap time. Think...well think whatever you want to think. I vividly remember those monsters and the utter terror of running across the living room. Not that it was often. We slept in our parents' room on pallets way past 5. I love it. I love rolling over to see her sweet little face. I love feet in my ribs and face. Just remember someday we will be the monsters and they'll run like hell from us. Someday they will look at us with disgust and think we are the most stupid thing on the face of the planet. I'll take all the 2 year old snugglin I can get. It's a fleeting moment that will be gone way too soon......