night visions

After waking only an hour after falling asleep with an uncomfortable stomach ache I found myself being sick. Feeling better I came back to bed and drifted off to sleep only to be awakened a few hours later by the sound of our son jumping down from his bed and hurrying down the stairs. Bewildered, my husband asked me what time it was. Downstairs the tv came to life and the clock showed 2:37am. I hurried out of bed and down the stairs to find my son setting the quartz heater up while the tv blared about this year's past news stories. I spoke to him, "First Name Last Name", "What are you doing? It's not morning yet!" as I turned off the tv and the antenna. He was startled and I could hear tears in his mumbled words. I took his hand and led him back to bed where he huddled miserable underneath the blankets. I kissed him goodnight, turned on his cd player and said, "See you in the morning."
Slipping back into bed, my husband and I had a quiet laugh about that surprise.
Later today when asked about it, my son insisted that Daddy had come in and told him that it was time to watch cartoons.(Monday, Thursday and Saturday are his allotted cartoon mornings.) He doesn't believe us that he must have been dreaming.