Ender woke up super early this morning, but Michael comforted him and shushed him, and Ender eventually fell asleep again--at the foot of our bed, between our legs. Very cute, like a cat. I thought it was sweet.
Until I found out later this morning that the reason he woke up was that he wet the bed.
That was a pretty tricky April Fool's trick, Ender. I'll be watching my back!
Or your pants...