My little boy has been coming in to our room each morning when he wakes up. That’s fine. We leave all our doors open ajar at night. The funny thing is that he chooses one of three words to wake us up. Awake, play or eat. And it’s in a whisper. Sort of a creepy whisper actually. awaaaaaaake, plaaaaaaay. eeeeeeeat. He sounds like he could be in some type of haunted house.
And he always brings at least one train in with him.
The un-funny thing is that he ALWAYS comes to my side. It doesn’t matter if I pull the covers over my head or am asleep, or pretending to be asleep. It’s my side. Which is sweet, and I try to embrace it and get up and psych myself up and be happy that I have time to play with him… but ugh. At 6am it’s a bit tough.
I was going to try to capture the audio on the whispered wake ups, but that would require me getting up earlier. So no. You’ll have to use your imagination on that one.