Funniest thing happened last night or I guess it was actually early this morning– Caleb and I both woke up to the sounds of a crying child. I am not kidding. We were both so confused. Our sleepy exchange follows:
We don’t have a baby.
No, we don’t. What is that?
I don’t know. It sounds like a crying kid.
Maybe it’s a cat. It could be a cat.
[wild cat shriek right outside our bedroom window]
There’s a neighborhood cat that hangs out on our porch. It’s a cat, but it sounded just like a child.
What would we do if someone left a baby on our front porch?
I have no idea.
Clearly we’re not ready to respond to a crying baby at 3 AM, but hey I’m counting it a victory that we both woke up. Made for a great laugh this morning when we remembered our sleepy powwow about the crying baby, aka crazy cat.