Did I already mention narcolepsy?

I wasn't lying.

This one has an excuse.

Trey likes to pull up chairs and climb on the counter to drink whatever we have up there, or use our cell phone charger as a "fishing pole" and catch fish.  Goof.  So While they boys were watching tv I ran upstairs to clean our bathroom, I heard Trey whinning a little bit but since there was no screaming, wailing, or knashing of teeth I figured he was fine.

When I finished up and came downstairs, this is what I found.  Silly boy.  I scooped him up (he instantly mumbled "getmedown...getmedown...") and place him in bed.  

I love these crazy kids.