It's 2:55 a.m. and I am woken by my husband with, "Do you hear that beeping?!" I tell him that I do now and see that he is rummaging through the bathroom drawers, my nightstand drawers, frantically looking for the source of the beep.
As I try to figure out what the heck is going on he brings me Cooper who is ready to eat. Well, Cooper is also on the verge of waking completely which we try to avoid. All of you who know about Coop's sleeping habits will understand. We will try to keep from waking him at all costs at this time of the night.
So Lance asks me about a thermometer, looks in the top drawer of my nightstand, then the bottom drawer. Then moves back to the bedroom. He is getting extremely frustrated. I slowly start figuring out what is going on. This happened to me once. I know that it is just my key finder in my purse telling me to change the batteries. But, Lance is too far away for me to yell this to him for fear of waking Cooper! Instead, I watch him travel to the kitchen, look around, back to the bedroom, look around, more opening of drawers...
At this point I start to get tickled by the whole thing and am doing my best to not burst into laughter. I get it together, and wait for Lance to come to me. I was not trying to keep this information from him; he just was too busy rummaging for me to tell him! I couldn't yell with the baby in my arms! At one point, he paused to clean his ears with Qtips. I just about lost it then.
He eventually comes to take Cooper back to bed, at which point I get up, get the key finder, and take out the batteries. Problem solved.
If anyone is keeping track, he had been looking for the beep in the night for 55 minutes.
