Chuckie

I was sleeping soundly last night, as soundly as you can with a small child lying on your chest. I was awakened suddenly by a small fist pounding my arm. I held onto his arms and tried to calm him down. He then opened his mouth wide and started to moving to my arm to bite me. In a panic, I sat up and asked Greg to help me.. actually it went like this, "Greg, wake up, I need your help, Owen is attacking me!". Owen started crying and said that he was awake and then started sobbing, all the while still sleeping. I hugged him tight and he finally settled down. I set him quietly back in the middle of our bed and watched him sleep, wondering and worrying that he would suddenly attack again, wondering and worrying that I was the star of the Return of Chuckie. Perhaps tonight I will let him sleep a little closer to Greg.