I wake up suddenly to noises in the house. My heart begins to race a little bit. The fight or flight begins to take over. I feel my body forcing itself to wake up. The noises sound like someone stumbling. I hear feet shuffle across my hard wood floor. They hit the step and tumble down. They are getting closer. I pull the covers off. I hear them trip over toys. Then there is a cry of frustration as they step on something. They get closer. Suddenly they pop in the doorway. His little head first. Followed by his shuffling feet.
“Come on little man”