Mouth Pee

I got up early to make breakfast and lunch for David. Qtimothy was sleeping soundly during this time. He usually wakes up, but today he slept to 8:00.  

I opened the curtains to enjoy the sunrise.   I hear a sweet voice crying Shawna, Shawna. The call of concern, fear, and immeidiacy all wrapped into one. Shawnaaaaaaa!

I walk over to the base of the stairs and here is my sweet child with tears in his eyes.  "Sweetie what's wrong?"

"There is pee on my bed!" In a most unhappy voice.

"I said you wet the bed?"  In a surprised voice as bed wetting is not an issue. He has wet the bed 5 times total in his life.

"Not that kind of pee- mouth pee!" He replied in a disgusted tone

I gently said "that is not pee it is drool."

Calmed down and replaced the pillow case, life is good.