It's just about 4:30 in the morning and my Grandson is awake. In fact he was awake watching cartoons on TV when i woke up at 3:30. This has been going on for the past week. He is right now running a pathway from me in one room to the living room couch in another room.
Spongebob is on the television and everytime he comes in here to me i get a complete rundown of what Spongebob and his friends are doing. He is on a first name basis with Spongebob. He calls him Bobby.
I had a full basket of white clean clothes that needed to be folded sitting in the living room. It is now on my living room floor and apparently was being used as a cusion for him to jump off the couch and land on. He is now wrestling a very large stuffed Shrek. He just came in here with a bicycle horn he had in his toybox. He said he is not suppose to put it to his ear and blow it because his mommy told him if he did that it would make him go blind. (silly!). He is talking 90 to nothing and is now doing hurdles over my turned over laundry basket.
Apparently he has been getting up and drinking the canned soda his mother has in the refrigerator.
I need to go. I feel the need for an intervention.