Of Wiggly Worms and Sleepless Nights

Last night our little Cameron had a horrific nightmare that kept all of us up for nearly four hours. Apparently he was dreaming of worms and it was so vivid and realistic to him that is continued even after he was awake. We brought him into our bed so that the other boys would not be disturbed and that helped for about 2 minutes upon which he realized that the worms had followed him in to our room. Oh boy did he scream.

The poor kid was shaking like a leaf in the wind and when we held him he was stiff as a board holding on for dear life. Nothing we said or did consoled him- he just stood there pointing at the floor to where the worms were lurking and screamed at us like we were the insane ones. After an hour of attempting to convince him it was all a bad dream Daddy decided to just play along and attempt to shoot the worms as Cam had requested. But he kept missing. Because he couldnt see them. A screaming, halucinating 3 year old and a half asleep Daddy shooing the floor with a finger gun while shouting "Bang, Bang" is quite a site.

We kept trading off so when it was my turn I was able to lay him down as long as I kept my arms wrapped around him tightly. However every 10 seconds he had to lift the covers to inspect for intruding worms. He trembled, he wimpered, and finally he had worked back up to a scream.

At this point Daddy was hungry from being awake so long so he took Cam out to the kitchen for a snack. I knew Aiden would be waking at any time so I just went ahead and got him up to nurse while Cam and Daddy were snacking. After munching on some cheese Cam was so exhausted he was falling over- Daddy took him into his own bed and after some careful investigating for worms they both FINALLY slept soundly. As did Mommy. It was 4am.

Aiden woke at 5. Life is good.