We were just drifting off to sleep.

“I hear the children making noise” my husband with better hearing than me said.

I held perfectly still straining to hear what he was hearing.

Then immediately, “Hello 8, what are you doing?” I still hadn’t heard anything. I couldn’t figure out what he was talking about. Twisting about to look for the small child I finally saw him standing perfectly still in the door.

“8? What are you doing? Come here” I called. He walked slowly to me and stood by the bed trembling, I thought, in the dark. Reaching for him I pulled him close. “Are you ok 8? Did you have a bad dream?” He still stood, unmoving.

I hugged him, holding him there, because that’s what moms do.

“Lets go back to bed 8” Said his father, beause that’s what dads do.

8 turned away and silently followed his father back to his bed where he got tucked in and sent back to sleep.

This morning we asked if he had had any dreams. No, of course not. Did he remember anything at all from last night? No, nothing. Why?

And that is when we decided he’s moving back to the bottom bunk. Sleep walking is one thing. Sleep climbing down the ladder from way up high is something else entirely.

I was reading a rather scary book last night. Just before I set it down to try to sleep the daughter had awoken to somebody inn her room and run to her parent room.

No sooner had I set it down than strange noises started coming from our children’s room.

Nothing to do with or like the book of course but my mind was already there. My big brave husband went to check it out.

Once in the room he discovered 8, crawled down from the top bunk, sitting on the floor struggling to pull his boot on.

The Goblin Child was sitting up in bed telling him to stop it and go back to bed!

Telling her to be quiet and go back to sleep my exasperated husband was able to convince 8 to leave the boots alone and climb back into bed.

We asked them this morning. No one had any recollection of dreams or being out of bed at all last night. I think 8 is going to have to go back to the bottom bunk.

At least, they said, no one said anything about cheese!