Morning Wake Up Call

It was 6:15am and I wake up with a funny feeling that something is going on in the house. I notice that our bedroom door is wide open and there is a light on in the hallway. My first thought (the mother in me) was that Clayton was sick and needed help.

My next feeling was that of being smoothered. As I tried to come out of my DEEP sleep, I realize that Clayton has wrapped himself completely around me. How did I not hear him enter our room (he has a habit of making Kramer-like entrances into any room he enters) and how did I not feel him wrap himself around me? All day I have been wondering if I would even wake up and realize if a complete stranger had jumped into bed with us. How scary is that?

Here is how our conversation went:

Me: Why are you being my human blanket? (I should have known better than to ask such a non-literal question to a 7 year-old with Asperger's Syndrome).

Clayton: Blanket??

Me: Why are you laying in my bed?

Clayton: Mommy, I want to play the Wii.

Me: No...you are not playing the Wii right now.

Clayton: I want to play my DS.

Me: OK...let me find it.

Clayton: Oh thank you Mommy!

Me: Sit in your room and be quiet for the next 30 minutes PLEASE!!!! I will be back in here to get you dressed for school.

Clayton: Mommy? I don't want to go to school today. I want to play the Wii.

Me: And I want to play on a cruise ship.

Clayton is at his dad's house tonight so there shouldn't be any early morning wakeup calls tomorrow...unless Miss Ava decides to climb out of her crib and give us a surprise.