Craving

Early this morning Atrain awoke with one thing on his mind, "I want a popsicle!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. My first instinct was to ignore his odd outburst--he often talks in his sleep. But as the yelling continued, it soon became clear that he was indeed wide awake, craving a popsicle. It took me a half hour to convince him that he had to wait until the morning. I should have just handed one over, dove back under my covers bed and called it even. Maybe next time.