So we've all heard about sleepwalking... when Marty was younger his mom found him sitting on the steps outside of their house. That's enough to scare any mom. However I have a different problem on my hands. Fortunately it's been almost a year since the last "incident".
The first of the incidents started one day when we were getting ready for Clayton's soccer game. We couldn't find one of his shin guards. After exhausting all possible hiding spots we ended up going with only one of his precious little shins protected. You may wonder what this has to do with sleep-peeing... be patient, it will all come into play soon enough. Later that evening I was busying myself in the kitchen and Clayton and Marty were watching TV in our bonus room. Koby had fallen asleep on the couch some time ago. The next thing I heard was Clayton screaming and Marty yelling, "Koby! What the h-e-double hockey sticks?!" I ran into the bonus room and found Clayton crying with a look of horror, Marty perched on the edge of the couch with a dumbfounded look on his face, and Koby whimpering and standing in front of the opposite couch, half dazed, crying with his pants around his knees. I quickly realized after decifering Marty and Clayton's hysteric explanations that Koby had gotten up from his spot next to Marty and walked over to the other couch, dropped his pants, and started peeing on Clayton's backpack. All the while, Marty and Clayton watched in disbelief. Koby was still half asleep even with all the yelling and crying surrounding him. It took some effort to get him to awake and realize what had just happened. I was trying to assure Clayton that we wouldn't have to throw away his backpack and that it could simply be washed and be as good as new (but really, do you want to use a backpack that's been peed on?)... at the same time trying to get Koby calmed down. When I went to empty out Clayton's backpack to examine anything that might have been damaged, we found Clayton's missing shin guard. Thankfully this lightened the mood and everyone was able to get a good laugh in. Nothing important was damaged and we were able to wash the bag and shin guard and borrow my mom's carpet cleaner to clean the couch. I do apologize if this makes anyone hesitant to sit on one of our couches.
The second incident happened shortly after Christmas last year. We had gone pretty light on Christmas giving as funds were pretty tight, but I had "splurged" on getting the boys electric toothbrushes. That night everyone had gone to bed and Marty and I were laying in bed watching TV when I heard little footsteps. My "mom" ears perked up and I listened as I heard a drawer open in the bathroom. I sat up in bed and paused, still listening to decide if I should jump into action. I heard another strange sound and so I got out of bed and slowly walked to the bathroom and turned on the light. Koby was standing in front of the sink with the toothbrush drawer open and his pj's down around his ankles. He looked up at me with a groggy look in his eyes and I couldn't help myself. I just started laughing. He had peed right into the drawer, all over the brand-spanking-new toothbrushes. Fortunately I am a slob and I had not put my toothbrush in the drawer after I last used it so I was safe in laughing at the situation. However, Koby started to realize what had just happened and began going into hysterics. After getting him calmed down and back to bed, out came the disinfectant and the toothbrushes went into the garbage.
My ears have now been trained to wake up from a dead-sleep to the warning sounds of little footsteps and I quickly jump into action to make sure Koby is standing in front of the toilet when the pants drop. There have been a few close calls since the toothbrush incident, one night I found him standing dazed in front of his toy drawers... one night it was standing in the corner of his room, but thankfully I was able to re-direct him to the bathroom and avoid any additional damage.
Nobody ever warned me that this could be an issue with young children, so to all you parents, consider this your PSA.
As I am about to post this, Koby has discovered what I am writing about and is now protesting.
