Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Where's Sean?

I leave for work or the gym each weekday about 5 in the morning. This leaves Pete to taking the kids to day care. This is the story I got when Pete arrived to work...

So after you left, I woke up about 6 a.m. I noticed Sean's door was open but he wasn't in our bed. I went into the kitchen...nope not getting a snack. I went downstairs...nope not watching tv. Now I'm freaking out and can't find him. I go back up to our bedroom and happen to hear the dog (note: our 80 lb black lab/boxer) move in his crate (which is always open but he uses as his security corner/blanket). So I look inside and there is Sean and the dog both sound asleep.

One part of me says...how cute. The bigger part of me says...is this a sign for therapy already.