Woke up in the middle of the night all snuggled up to my kiddo who had apparently fallen asleep in our bed. I cozied in as I drifted in and out of sleep and finally woke with a panicky thought, "Ack! What if he pees in the bed?!?!" Hasn't happened in many years, but the memory is still somehow fresh in my olfactory and moisture-sensitive consciousness.
I yank the covers off of him, "Get up and go to the bathroom and go to your bed!!" I give him a shake and a shove.
"It's me, Kali." My husband's voice, more kind than it needed to be.
"Oh...oops." I pull the covers back in place, a little embarrassed, but not enough to prevent me from falling back to sleep immediately. Hope the same was true for him.