It had to happen some time. I knew it was just a matter of time.
Thump, bump, ka-whump. The sound was unmistakeable but kinda muffled.
When I turned on the light, Cameron was burried under a pile of stuffies, his pillow, and his great big duvet … on the floor by his bed.
He woke enough to whimper a little, but didn’t even wake fully as I put him back in bed. Covers and stuffies are back where they belong. The big dog Arf-Arf is along the side of the bed.
Maybe this weekend I’ll pack up, head out to Ikea, and pick up a rail.