A few nights ago, Luke and I shot out of bed after we heard a loud crash in the boys' room. Luke ran in there to see that Ryder had simply thrown his large NERF rifle off the top bunk. We were both relieved that it was a toy and not a child that had hit the ground with such a thud.
The following night, I was awakened to metal clanging together. Ryder proceeded to come into our room, wake up Luke and ask him to open a metal lunch box. He then quickly ran back to his room. The contents of these necessary items at 3:00 AM are below.
| Mr. Potato Head's Sword and a small Motorcycle |
After he got what he needed in each box, Ryder went right back to sleep. I have no idea what this means or why it is necessary in the middle of the night. I do know that there is no child like Ryder!
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