While a vast portion of the United States is being buried in snow, here in Oregon it’s sunny and warm-ish.

So there’s no excitement in the weather.

I heard that Illinois got hit with a respectable earthquake last night, and lived to tell the tale.

And while we didn’t exactly have an earthquake, we did have some small adventure.

See… lately, Michael has been doing really well with staying dry all night. Like his sisters and his daddy did when they were his age, Michael has had trouble with his bladder when sleeping. Not a huge deal, but it is a hurdle to overcome. The last couple of weeks he’s hit about an 80 to 90 percent success rate. We were thinking we’d be able to ditch the pull-ups completely pretty soon.

But he’s had the occasional accident. These come on the heels of two or three successful nights in a row, when we try to see if he can make it without a pull-up.

And for the last three nights in a row he’s been dry in the morning, and I’ve been hopeful but cautious. So of course when I put him to bed last night, even though I meant to, I forgot to put a pull-up on him.

Harmonically converging with this scenario is the work schedule Michael’s mommy has had. Yesterday she worked from noon until 10:30 in the evening, and after an hour’s drive home, she’s pretty tired. Since she had to repeat the same work hours the next day, it follows that she was planning on sleeping in.

So it comes with no surprise that at 1:15 AM a very wet Michael stumbles into our room crying, waking both of us up from our sound slumbers.

His mom got him new jammies while I gave him a shower. Then I had him snuggle with his mom while I changed his sheets.

Fortunately, he went back to bed and fell asleep right away.

So… nothing earth-shattering, monumental, traumatic or shocking… just a typical night with one mistake coupled with bad timing that resulted in some lost sleep.

It could have been much worse. There could have been spiders.