Chris and I must be heavier sleepers than we think. This is twice now that we've woken up in the morning and thought that the other helped one of the kids with something during the night. It's strange because both of these nights Chris and I have both been up and down at different times during the night. It's hard to believe that we missed something.
The first time, Chris woke up in the morning and found the kitchen chair over at the counter in front of the dishwasher. He thought that was weird. Why would the chair be over there? Then, when he turned around he noticed the soda bottle on the kitchen table and some spilled all over the table, chair, and floor. "Ahhh"....he thought, "someone was thirsty and decided to help themselves".
So, we got a little nervous and installed alarms on the doors just in case the night wanderer got an urge to explore out of doors.
This morning when I woke up Chris and Jaden were in the kitchen eating breakfast and talking about eating pizza. Since Jaden fell asleep really early last night and missed supper I figured he woke up during the night and he and Chris ate some pizza. (I had fallen asleep in Anna's room after reading some books - we were a tired group!)
It came up again when I spoke to Chris on the phone. I was wondering what time Jaden actually woke up to eat. Chris told me he thought I had given Jaden pizza and was a little annoyed that I let him eat it in bed with him because he woke up with sausage in his hair!
I didn't give him pizza! Luke woke up during the night and when I went in to calm him down I feel asleep in there. He's got a noise maker and humidifier running so I didn't hear anything.
Apparently, the little guy went into the kitchen and got Anna's plate off of the table from dinner and helped himself to some leftover pizza that was sitting on the stove and took it back to eat in bed with Chris. I don't know whether to be proud of him for being so self-sufficient or scared to death that he is up doing these things and we haven't even noticed!
I swear all of the nights that we wake up for some reason (to use the restroom, get a drink of water, which is often) and we check on him he is knocked out. He and Anna are ususally cuddled up to each other.
Maybe we need to set up some booby-traps as a back up. 
