Nightmares

After our busy busy weekend, by Sunday evening all Chris and I wanted to do was sleep! By 11 pm we were all curled up sound asleep ready to sleep the night away. At 1 am we were awakened by Harley jumping out of his bed (his bed is right next to ours on the floor) and running as fast as he can despite his broken cast covered leg. Of course, we were dead to the world and had no idea what was going on resulting in Chris thinking someone had tripped over Harley to which he responded by throwing himself over me to protect me. After realizing no one was there and that Harley was now barreling himself down the stairs, my Chris jumped out of bed and proceeded to following Harley downstairs calling out to whoever was there. Dazed and confused by all the commotion, I did the brave thing and sat in bed.

My Chris said that after Harley literally slid down the stairs, he was staggering and ran into the grill twice. Apparently, the poor dog had a nightmare so bad, he peed his bed and then ran outside.

Needless to say, it took us quite awhile before we could all get back to sleep. Now fast forward to sometime between 2:30 am and 5:30 am. My Chris has a nightmare and once again we are all awake. Thankfully there was no peeing in the bed and running wild in the house! Ha!

Elianna slept through all of the festivities and yeah - the 5:30 am alarm was ignored.