The Stage: Last night, the first warm and humid night of the summer here in Minnesota. No wind to speak of.
The Scene: Upstairs level of a 2 level split where our bedroom and the bedroom that our 2 boys ( 7 and 3 years old ) share. We don't have the central air running yet, so we had all of the windows and blinds open to let the hopefully cooler night air into the house. The window, blinds and door to the boys' room are also open, which on a normal night would all be closed.
The Story: It?s about 11:13 PM and my wife and I are downstairs in the family room, both asleep on the couch thanks to a rather dull Tivo?d episode of How I Met Your Mother. Rather suddenly we both snap awake at the same time, which is strange in itself since it usually takes an act of God to wake my wife up once she?s out on the couch, and the fact that we both woke up at the same instant. About 5 seconds after waking we hear a loud bang upstairs followed by my 3 year old starting to cry. I thought he had fallen out of bed, so she goes upstairs to check on him while I power things down, collected the beverage glasses and headed upstairs to go to bed.
It turns out that he hadn?t fallen out of bed, but he had woken up and started to walk out of his room. As he got close to the door it slammed shut. My wife decides to lay with him in bed because the poor kid is scared out of his wits, he doesn?t want the door shut and he clutched his little LED flashlight like it was his only hope of survival. I go to bed and much later wife comes to bed as well complaining about how long it took him to fall back asleep.
This morning when we were all getting ready to go for the day, we asked the little guy about the night before, why he was out of bed, etc. He says that he saw grandpa outside of the window and was coming to tell us.
The non-believers here will break it down as a series of coincidences much like my spose does, using it as a tool of denial so that she can suppress the fear that these situations tend to cause. I do not disagree that this certainly could be a series of unrelated events that when strung together seem to tell a larger story, but consider if you will these other happenings at our house that I posted in a thread a few years ago:
The Scene: Upstairs level of a 2 level split where our bedroom and the bedroom that our 2 boys ( 7 and 3 years old ) share. We don't have the central air running yet, so we had all of the windows and blinds open to let the hopefully cooler night air into the house. The window, blinds and door to the boys' room are also open, which on a normal night would all be closed.
The Story: It?s about 11:13 PM and my wife and I are downstairs in the family room, both asleep on the couch thanks to a rather dull Tivo?d episode of How I Met Your Mother. Rather suddenly we both snap awake at the same time, which is strange in itself since it usually takes an act of God to wake my wife up once she?s out on the couch, and the fact that we both woke up at the same instant. About 5 seconds after waking we hear a loud bang upstairs followed by my 3 year old starting to cry. I thought he had fallen out of bed, so she goes upstairs to check on him while I power things down, collected the beverage glasses and headed upstairs to go to bed.
It turns out that he hadn?t fallen out of bed, but he had woken up and started to walk out of his room. As he got close to the door it slammed shut. My wife decides to lay with him in bed because the poor kid is scared out of his wits, he doesn?t want the door shut and he clutched his little LED flashlight like it was his only hope of survival. I go to bed and much later wife comes to bed as well complaining about how long it took him to fall back asleep.
This morning when we were all getting ready to go for the day, we asked the little guy about the night before, why he was out of bed, etc. He says that he saw grandpa outside of the window and was coming to tell us.
The non-believers here will break it down as a series of coincidences much like my spose does, using it as a tool of denial so that she can suppress the fear that these situations tend to cause. I do not disagree that this certainly could be a series of unrelated events that when strung together seem to tell a larger story, but consider if you will these other happenings at our house that I posted in a thread a few years ago: