Most nights I wake up and it’s really quiet and dark in my room. Actually it’s not that quiet because there’s this heater thing that keeps going on and off and it’s really noisy and sometimes that’s what wakes me up.
Other nights I wake up because the bed and my pyjamas are all wet. I don’t know what that’s all about but it’s a real nuisance.
And sometimes I just wake up because I’m not tired anymore. So I empty my toy basket all over the floor and look for something to play with. Or I turn the light switches on and off, on and off, on and off…. Or if I get really bored I lie on my back and kick the walls or the door, which usually brings someone running quite quickly.
But last night I woke up because I could hear someone crying. I had a really good think and realised it wasn’t me so it must have been coming from Smiley and Frowny’s room.
It was strange because it didn’t sound like Frowny’s voice and it couldn’t have been Smiley because, well… he smiles all the time.
Anyway, I soon found something to chew, rolled over and went back to sleep.