Wake up Sonny.

It's been a good handful of days since I have written in here and in trying to think of something to write about, I thought I would share my conversation with my husband from yesterday afternoon.

I came home from work and Sonny was sound asleep in bed. In fact, he was snuggled in with the blankets right up to his chin. For a moment, I thought that maybe he was sick. Noticing that Lukin was not in his crib nor in bed with Daddy taking a nap, I assumed that Lukin was at Grandma and Grandpa's since they probably thought Sonny would need a good nap since we got home late and he didn't get a lot of sleep before he had to get up for work. But, I don't know when he is coming home so I decide to wake up my husband to ask him.

I nudge Sonny and he doesn't move at first. So I nudge him again and he startles into a semi-awakened state. He bolts upright and starts looking around mumbling, "What? Hmmph? What?" I can tell that he was in a deep sleep and that he is in that place where you are when you wake up from a deep sleep and are trying to figure out where you are, what's going on, and what time it is, all at once.

I tell him it's okay and that he can lay back down. He lays down but he still looks out of it. He keeps glancing at the clock, I think he is trying to figure out if it is 4:30 am or 4:30 pm. I ask him, "Where is the boy?" He stares blankly at me. For quite a long time.

I smile as I realize he still is in a daze and I continue, "Hi. You and I are married and we have a son. He's small and he walks around a lot and makes a lot of noise, 'Aaaaahhhh', like that. Do you know where he is?"

Blank stare continues.

"Is he still at your parents?"

I think it was at this point that he realizes that it is afternoon and that he isn't an hour late for work and he answers me. Life continues. Fade to black.

I think that was pretty cute. It was a busy weekend, from Montana to home to Fargo. I was very tired when I got home. I am still tired now. Oy.