(Thank you for all of the supportive comments and e-mails after I learned about my blocked tube yesterday; your words reminded me that I am not alone and that I have a good God. I’m still disappointed but not quite so despairing today.)
This morning, Aaron woke up feeling quite chilly. With puzzlement, he realized that he no longer had on the pajamas he had fallen asleep wearing. I solved the mystery for him. You see, Aaron has a propensity to talk in his sleep, and last night, he took it to a new level. Sometime in the wee hours of the morning, I awoke to him jerkily thrashing from side to side. Roused from my slumber, I watched with interest. He suddenly sat bolt upright, ripped his pajamas off, and threw them onto the floor. He laid back down.
“Are you too warm?” I asked him.
“Are you too warm?” I repeated. “Why did you take your pajamas off?”
“I… I can’t explain,” he sighed, and buried his head into his pillow. At that point, I knew he had been asleep through the whole display.
He remembers none of it, but we had a good laugh about it this morning!