Sometimes having a wimpy child is a good thing

Jake has been such a wimp lately. He doesn't like to go into a room alone even if he can see the rest of us from that other room. He doesn't like to sit at the end of the kitchen table with his back to the hallway. He doesn't like to go upstairs alone. He's just a 'fraidy cat lately.

This morning Lincoln got up around 6 a.m. and got in the shower. About 5 minutes later Jake came in our room and climbed into bed with me while I was trying to fall back asleep.

Jake: Mommy, where's Hannah?

Me: Asleep.

Jake: Why is she asleep?

Me: Because it's still dark outside.

Jake: Why is it still dark outside?

Me: Because it's very early and everyone should be asleep right now.

Jake: Why is it still early?

Me: Because it's only 6:15 in the morning. Now please close your eyes and try to go back to sleep.

Jake: But I want to go downstairs.

Me: Go right ahead. It's cold and dark down there.

(silence...sweet, blessed silence)