The Tracy Story

I mentioned the other day I had a Tracy story. I guess since I said it existed I should go ahead and share.

Friday morning of last week we were having a fierce thunderstorm around 4. The thunder woke Tracy, so he was ready to get up and go. I ended up with Gray because he was scared of the storm and Shelly took Tracy downstairs to get some water.

After Tracy had his water he told Shelly it was time to get up. She told him, no, that it was the middle of the night, and we need to go back to bed. He insisted, though, it was time to get up. Shelly again told him it was the middle of the night, to which he responded that it was not because the morning was 'blinking its eyes'.

We all know children come up with some good ones. This one was exceptional to me, though. Sure it made me giggle, but I really enjoyed the creativity. First he wanted to get up but he knew he couldn't if it was still night. He also knew that the first thing he does when he wakes up is to blink to clear his eyes. Logically, then, the lightning was morning blinking its eyes. Logical creativity, great.

Of course as cute as it was, Shelly did convince him to go back to bed. Once he went back to bed he stayed there until 9 that morning. All in all it was a pretty good morning.