2 hours after Boy Wondertwin went to bed last night, hubby found him standing at the open refrigerator with a sippy cup (he's 5!), a sippy top, a gallon of milk, and a top for the milk. He had just poured his milk and was trying to put the sippy cup top on the gallon of milk. We have no idea how long he was in front of the refrigerator or how long he was trying to put the wrong top on the milk but one thing was clear.
He was asleep.
Pray for my life, people. I have craziness sleep-walking all around me. I fear for my very existence.