I just walked in my room and saw a child sleeping under a pile of covers on my bed. Because I had told them repeatedly to stay in their room and go to sleep I was more than a little perturbed. I was also very irritated that I hadn’t noticed them (her!!!) sneak past. So rather than gently pick up and carry the slumbering bundle to bed I just poked at the covers to try and get HER to wake up and march her little hiney back to bed. Or rather, I thought I poked her. Actually, it was just my pillow. And also… Overly tired mommy = irrationally angry mommy. Goodnight!