I get some of the biggest surprises during my just-before-bed rounds that I make to check on the boys. I go in for normal stuff, like fixing pillows, fixing covers, kicking toys to the side to make a path just incase the end of the world happens while we’re sleeping and we’ll need to run in and get them in the middle of the night – because who wants to step on a toy when you’re trying to save somebody? Not me, especially not on G.I. Joes. Those hurt, I know.

Yes, I get paranoid at night.

That being said, opening up the door to a little boy’s bedroom in the middle of the night is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get. My Momma never said that.

Last night I saw this behind Door Number 1:

Goose has a bad habit of not going to bed right away. Some days I go in a billion times to tell him to stop playing (by the light of his nightlight, mind you. He’s learned that I know when his bedroom light is on). Other nights he’s quiet enough to fool me to think that he actually went to sleep. Last night was one of those nights because wearing praying mantis eyes to bed is not normal.

It makes me laugh. He got these as a gift for Christmas this past year, and at least I can show my Sister-in-Law Jenna that she scored again! I can’t imagine it was very comfortable to fall asleep with those on, he must have been pretty tired by that time.

Behind Door Number 2 was this:

Apparently Mister hasn’t gotten the memo that’s it is hot and not fleece blanket weather. Make that “two layer fleece blanket” weather.

I get all sweaty just thinking of him being wrapped up in his fleece cocoon at the end of July.

But it doesn’t stop there.

This one may not get up and rummage around his room after I close the door for the night, but he does sleep with a tower of stuffed animals above his head. On his pillow.

Personally, I’d shove all those guys on the floor and sleep on my pillow. Then I remember what it looks like under his pillow. Apparently “under the pillow” is a treasure dumping ground full of toys (G.I. Joes, Transformers), books, pencils, zippered pencil pouches, and money. The only time the underside of his pillow is cleared out is when the Tooth Fairy comes because there is no way she could find a tooth in that mess. That’s when I realize that it’s probably more comfortable to sleep on the mattress and shove the tower of stuffed animals on the bumpy pillow.

But the fleece blanket is still making me sweaty.