Here's the story how I heard it. Loud screaming at a 1/4 till 6am. Oh, you wanted the version of the story told over coffee while we nearly died laughing. OK, picture three little boys (Noah, Adrian and Jude) getting up early every morning we were at the farm so they wouldn't miss doing chores with grandpa Joe. Yes, his name is really Joe, as in farmer Joe. =) So this morning was no different except for the fact that grandma had set mouse traps on the kitchen floor the night before. One had a caught a naughty mouse, the other was still poised for action when the boys arrived on the scene. Grandma found them gathered around the traps in their jammies ooowing and awwwing at last nights catch. I know, yuck. Then the dogs started barking like crazy and she went to shush them so all her guests didn't wake up before dawn, stating as she left, that they should NOT touch either trap. Um, grandma, you should know by now that if they shouldn't touch them, it would be best not to mention it...either that or tell them they should with comments on the impending consequences. This is when little Jude decides to get a better look at the slab of fake cheese with peanut butter on it...is it really cheese...or maybe....SNAP! Jude screams like he's falling into the grand canyon...Adrian screams...Noah screams because he thinks Jude's a goner...(like the mouse) and last but not least, Christian wakes up in is little bed by us and whales not wanting to be left out. Jude suffered no harm since grandma said, arriving on the scene, she saw his shirt sleeve pulled way past is puddgy little hand...I'll give him credit for using his sleeve instead of finger to check things out.
So we were all up, and though it was still dark outside, Luke is used to working nights and let me go back to sleep while he and grandma spent some quality time together talking about how kids give us grey hair. =)