I woke up about 2:00 AM to the sound of a *thump* on my bedroom floor. That would have been Reggie getting up to go to the bathroom, literally. If Reggie is going to have an accident, he does it on the bathroom floor. So as soon as he got up, I said “Reggie, do you have to go potty?” He stopped dead in his tracks and then ran to the back door. I threw on a pair of jeans and went outside with him. Of course, as soon as I was out in the cold air, I was wide awake.
I tossed and turned for another good hour before falling back asleep. Oh, do I hate it when that happens.