Thursday night before I went to bed, I checked in on Brooks. Not in his bed. Not in the big chair (he loves to sleep on it). Checked in Kenna's bed. He was not there. And neither was she. Mommy panic moment. Is it possible that someone stole my children through the window while I was in the livingroom? Back to Brooks' room for a more thorough look around. No boy. Back to Kenna's room. Whew!! Look who I found huddled in the back corner of the room? Looks like a sneaky little impromptu camp-out. They really scared me there for a minute! And I am actually very impressed they were able to pull this off without talking enough for us to hear.