oh my goodness!!!

So....As I am sitting up in the middle of the night, apparently obsessed with updating this freaking blog...

Luke came out of his bedroom about 2 hours ago and said his leg hurts.  He has had some growing pains, so I gave him some Ibuprofen and lay him down on the couch.  I went back to my 'work' on the blog, and he went back to sleep. 

An hour ago he cries out "mom I need your help!" 

I get a bit freaked out and ask him "what's wrong sweetie?"

He replies, moaning, "they stole my football helmet and I need you to get it back for me!"

I, realizing he is asleep, decide to see how far I can take this. I asked him "who took it?"

"I don't know but you do!"  Poor lil' Lukie.  I'm so mean to be messing with him like this huh? 

So I said "Lukie I will try to find it for you so you can keep playing, ok?" 

He softly said "Ok" then I hear no more. 

Until just a few minutes ago...he said "mom you said you would fix it!"

"Fix what sweetheart?"

"My light saber.  You said you would fix it cuz it's broken."

"Does it need batteries?"  I ask, really surprised this isn't waking him up...

"No it's broken and I really need it cuz it's my red one!"

I said "oh you need the red one so you can fight Darth Vader?"

"Yes!"  was his exasperated reply. 

I felt bad at this point so I told him we fixed it.  He seemed content with that and is peaceful once more. 

I am so mean.