So let's be honest. I think I've shared enough with you all to go ahead and share this one more thing. I'm sure you noticed the lack of post yesterday. I'm stressed out y'all. Seriously. I think I may just be tired. But I'm stressed.
Why? Well. This little guy.
That is actually the one I found on his desk. Josh is 7 - he's in 2nd grade. And he's been checking Goosebumps out of the library at school. Great. Thanks.
See, Joshua doesn't just watch movies. Or read books. He plays them over and over again in his head. He acts them out. Sometimes to the point where he's actually "there". We had to put locks on our door (the way up high kind) because a few years ago, once he got up super early in the morning while we were asleep and was outside chasing Swiper. In the winter. In his pajamas. I can't explain the feeling of going into your child's room and they aren't there. So there's a lock. But the point is he gets sucked in.
Another thing is that Joshua has trouble distinguishing fact from fiction. He really thinks I have eyes in the back of my head {and I will admit I may use that to my advantage occasionally}. But you tell him something. Chances are he believes it. If he sees something in a movie -- it's real. If he reads something -- you guessed it. So I can only imagine how he thinks of this crazy looking snowman.
But it's caused him severe anxiety at home. He said he's been having dreams that something has happened to me. Which means he's attached at the hip. Which I love him. I love spending time with him. BUT I would also love to be able to go to the bathroom alone. Last night I tripped over him (he's attached at the hip -- right on top of the hip} while I was in the kitchen. And I had a pot of boiling water! I'm scared I'm going to burn him! He won't go to the bathroom by himself. He's been sleeping in my bed. And last night he had an accident - well not really an accident - he just didn't want to have to leave my side. And it wasn't a wet one either {one day -- He's going to hate me for writing this}. So when he crawled into my bed....yeah.
So today I talked to the teacher. No more Goosebumps.
But...has anyone dealt with nightmares? Any tips?! HELP!
Alright. I'm off to find the top 20. And then a nap. Because let me tell you. A 7 1/2 year old sleeping in bed with you does not allow for really sleeping. And I really wanted to fall asleep on the couch last night. BUT I was just so worried he would wake up in the middle of the night...or before me in the morning. And I promised.
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