Giggling Is Never Good

Our nightly wind down ends with the kids watching tv in our bed. It is usually quiet time, but occasionally I hear giggling and laughter.

This one night, the giggling and laughter was more than the norm. However, a quick check showed nothing out of the ordinary.

Once the kids were both asleep in their own beds, I decided to call it a night myself. As I walked into my dark bedroom, I saw in the shadows what looked like a large black rat sitting on the ledge of my tray lighted ceiling. Withholding a terrified 'FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!' scream, I turned the light on to reveal...

That evening's giggles were the result of a sock game. EVery last sock from my drawer was on the ledge.

Serenity now.