Saturday night around 2AM I awaken to a small finger poking me in the rear. I roll over to ask what’s the matter. “Cuddles Please” is what I hear.
With a sigh, I get out of the toasty bed and follow Mags to her room to tuck her back into bed with a couple of cuddles. When we pass the bathroom, I ask if she has already used the restroom (as I know that’s why we’re awake in the first place). Her answer…
“I already went. But, I didn’t flush the toilet so I wouldn’t wake up Daddy.”
I didn’t bother to ask if she was worried about waking me up – the answer was obvious.