Oh what a night!

Shelby (my oldest daughter) slept over at a friends house across the street last night. Normally that would be great giving my wife and I a little rest. However, at about 8-8:30 last night Shelby shows up. She said she was over to visit us. Missing Mommy and Daddy is really sweet, but she never told her friends parents that she was leaving. This started Jen (my wife's) internal worry machine. (FYI...Most women have a worry machine.) Jen starts to worry that Shelby might wake up in the night and try to come over. If she does, we would not hear her knock and she would be stuck outside and scared. Jennifer suggests that we go over and talk to Shelby about it. I thought that was a bad idea because there is no way to talk about it without bringing up the fact that Shelby was able to disappear without her friends parents knowledge.
So, just in case Shelby showed up during the night...I volunteered to sleep on the couch. Isn't it quite interesting that the word couch includes the word "OUCH" in it. I think whoever named the couch was trying to send a message. DON'T SLEEP ON IT! All well...Shelby did not show up....Mr. Lower Backpain did.