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Weebie Wednesday: The Boogie Monster

Levi has been in his big boy room and big boy bed for over a month now and the transition has been beautiful. Up until "the move", he sometimes wanted me to rock him for nap time which was my favorite time of day, hands down. He would jump up in the glider, grab Ernie and say, "rocky rocky, Mommy!" He would sit on my lap and lay his head on my chest as we sang our lullabies and within minutes, he was out like a light.

Some of the most precious moments of my life are hidden in the fabrics of that glider.


After Levi moved to his big boy room, he feels as if he no longer needs to be rocked (TEARS). I'll ask him if he wants Mommy to rock him before his nap and he says so matter of factly, "No. Weebie sleep in his big boy bed". I can't argue with a boy who knows what he wants, so our rocky times have come to a halt. He's officially a big boy.

For the first month, Levi refused to get out of bed in the mornings until we came to his room. He would scream our names when he woke up and we would go in and get him. He climbs in and out of his bed all the time for naps, but in the morning, he would never get out on his own. It was the funniest thing, but it was good because I didn't have to worry about him roaming the house at night.

Until ...

The other night, at about 4am, I heard a faint voice in the distance. It was coming through the monitor but I could tell was much farther away than that. I popped up in bed and heard it again, "Daddy ... where ARE you? Mommy ... where ARE you?"


I jumped out of bed and flipped on a light in the living room. There stood little Levi in the pitch dark, Ernie dangling from his little hands and bed head in full glory. The thought of him searching the dark house for us broke my heart! He ran to me and I scooped him up and threw him in bed with us. He snuggled up to me and asked for my hand, so I held his hand and we fell asleep soon thereafter.

The next night, the faint voice returned. This time, it was at 3am. "Mommy .... where ARE you?"

I walked out into the hallway and there at the door to our room stood Levi. I think I startled him because as soon as he saw me, he took off running in the opposite direction. I told him to come back and he wrapped his arms around me and said, "sleep in Mommy's bed?" I yawned and threw him in bed with us. We cuddled, held hands, and fell asleep.


The next night there were no faint voices. At 2 am there was a loud and clear voice standing at the side of our bed saying, "Help, Daddy! Help!" as a little munchkin tapped Husby's shoulder and tried climbing into our very tall bed. Husby, in a sleepy daze, hoisted Levi up and threw him in bed. He cuddled close to Husby and fell right to sleep.

The next night I found myself laying in bed frozen and terrified that he would sneak in our room while I was still awake and scare the livin' daylights out of me with those little hands touching my face. GAH! There is nothing more petrifying than something grabbing you unexpectedly in the dark. I couldn't sleep. I was paralyzed with fear.

My precious, harmless little jewel of a child was creeping me out royally.

The house would creak and I would jump up and look around trying to spot a little blonde head bobbin' around. I scooted as close to Husby as physically possible so that if Levi tried to tap me, he couldn't reach me and I wouldn't have a heart attack. As Husby snored, I pulled the covers up so high that only my eyes were peeking out. I swear I slept with one eye opened that night.

And guess what? Levi didn't even come to our room.

Of course.

I didn't think it was possible to be scared of your own child, but when the lights go out and they creep around like little boogie monsters in the night, it will make your hair stand on end.

I am a modern day homemaker with a passion for family, cooking, celebrating, decorating, travel, and memory making! The Lord has blessed me with the desires of my heart in my husband and our two sons. We recently built our dream home and cultivating a loving and happy haven for my family is where I find so much joy.


  1. Oh, I hear ya! It scares the snot out of me to wake up to one of my little ones standing at my bedside.

  2. Aaron was ALWAYS creeping me out like that. I would awaken suddenly to a little face about three inches from mine just staring at words, just staring. I would scream, he would scream. Terrifying.

  3. ohhh no. I couldn't handle that. AT ALL. hahaha Not that little ones aren't adorable and so sweet.. but I have a serious "thing" about people being around me while I'm sleeping, or watching me, or creeping around. It's giving me the willies thinking about it!

  4. Every little noise in the middle of the night creeps me out!!
    So I hear ya!!

  5. We went through the same thing when my son was younger. After too many nights of it I finally put my foot down and said enough was enough. Now he knows he can only get up at night if he's sick or needs to potty. I agree there is something creepy about hour child wandering the house at night.

  6. Should say your not hour. Dumb iPhone.

  7. There have been many nights that Audra has sacred me by getting close to our bed and saying "mommy". One night I woke up to a little body snuggled against mine (how she got there without me waking up is beyond me), and I literally sat up and half hiccuped/screamed, because as I was in the middle I realized it was my daughter.... anyways, I understand completely! :)

  8. Our little 2.5 yr old likes to come in and get me at night too. It usually scares me. I totally know what you're talking about. One night, when I was sound asleep, he quietly came in to get me. He didn't say a thing, didn't make a sound, just grabbed my nose. It was so weird waking up to a child grabbing my nose!

  9. A little girl I used to babysit would occasionally stay over night and inevitably I would wake up in the middle of the night to find her staring at me. It creeped me out every time and I could never get back to sleep afterwards. Good luck lol...

  10. Ahh my sisters used to do that to me! Except they wouldnt touch me just stand there in front of me in the shadows until I woke up on my own and jumped out of my skin!

  11. I totally remember waking up to Jonah's little face just inches away from mine. It is freaky. He still does it sometimes, although since we put in wood floors, I can hear his little pitter-patter before I see his face, so I sometimes just pretend I am asleep when he walks in - for old time sake. :)

  12. I must have too quickly skimmed the title of this post, and I was waiting the whole time for you to say that Levi had wiped a booger on you or something....oops! ;)

  13. Hahahaha! SO funny. I would be the same way and totally on edge. I hope he continues to sleep through the night in HIS bed.

  14. This made me laugh out loud Whitney! You are too funny.

  15. Oh, this post made me laugh! Well written!

  16. This made me laugh but I've had the same thought. My little guy has yet to come looking for me at night but I know the day is coming and I'm afraid of him scaring me in the middle of the night :) Maybe I'll put him in jammies with a bell on them. haha.


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