A log

4:15 am - hear slow creaking of the doorknob.
4:20 am - creaking has stopped so fall back asleep
4:25 am - creaking resumes and results in freaking me out and pissing me off simultaneously
4:30 am - see 6 year old shadowy figure trying to sneak into my closet
4:31 am - I wave him over and ask him to explain what is going on. Find out he is looking for his Webkinz password in our closet.
4:33 am - realize my son is wide awake and being completely serious.

It is a good time to mention I have no idea what time it is during any of this. I do have a clock, but it is on Dan's side, and without my glasses I can't read it.

4:35 am - get out of bed to help my son.
4:36 am - stop to look at the clock in the kitchen. Swear.
4:37 am - go downstairs and explain to my son that the Webkinz password is a much smaller concern than the fact that he is up, moving and bothering me.
4:39 am - pray quickly that my sleep deprived words don't scar him. I also mention that the password is in fact written on a piece of paper on the computer...so it is fairly difficult to miss. Finally convince him to go back to bed and tell him that he can get up at 6:30.
4:45 am - tuck my son back into bed and stumble to my own bed.

5:00 am - lay in bed and think about mexican food
5:15 am - lay in bed and think about the tv show Chuck
5:45 am - lay in bed and think about sad comedians
6:00 am - start to drift...and I'm out

6:45 am - woke up by a slowly creaking doorknob. Swear.
6:50 am - am informed that the Webkinz password does not work.
6:51 am - take my son downstairs where he shows me the password paper. I explain to him that it is fine. He explains to me that it isn't fine because I had laid the paper upside down on the computer, and it confused him.
6:53 am - I surrender, log him in myself, tell him if he bothers me again he may have to look for another family.