- getting out of bed and throwing books down the stairs
- turning on the lights and fans in all the rooms upstairs (except for Matthew's) and then slamming the doors shut
- creeping down the stairs partway and waiting there until Jason or I notice (and falling asleep there, as happened last week)
- "mommy, cover me up!"
- "I need a drink"
- "I have to go pee pee"
Sam: Mommy, where you going?
Me: I'm going to take a shower
Sam: Then you go to the kitchen?
Me: yes, then the kitchen
Sam: Then where? Downstairs?
Me: Maybe, maybe the basement
Sam: Not the basement, go downstairs
Me: We'll see. Good night Sam, I'll see you in the morning
Sam: Good night, I'll see you in the morning
Me: Good night (I'm walking out the room)
Sam: I'll see you in the morning (his voice is escalating...)
Me: Good night (I'm walking down the stairs)
Sam: I'll see you in the morning! (louder voice)
Me: (I don't respond)
Sam: I'll see you in the morning! I'll see you in the morning! (Screaming, frantic...Jason intervenes at this point...)
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