"Now remember Buddy, if you get up and turn on your lamp after we leave the room, we are going to take it away, okay?"
Less than 10 minutes later, sitting on the couch, we could hear him get up and wander around his room. Wanting to nip this behavior in the bud, Mrs. LIAYF went up and told him to go back to his bed. When she returned I asked her "Was the lamp on?" "Nope, it wasn't" she replied. " Fair enough.
That didn't last long though, as mere minutes later we could again hear him get out of bed. This time, we decided to give him some extra time to put himself back to sleep.
It was at that point we started to hear it. It was faint but it sounded kind of like a toy car being wound up. Over and over again.
"Can you turn up the monitor?" I asked Mrs. LIAYF. After listening closely I guffawed audibly. "I know what that is!" I declared, still laughing. "Ingenious!"
After 15 minutes or so, the interval between the sounds had gotten longer. Then a few minutes later, it stopped altogether. Mrs. LIAYF made one last trip up to peek in on our son, and returned holding the source of the sound.
"I found him asleep, with these tucked under his arm." Smiling, we both just shook our heads.