I wish I had thought to get a picture - but I suppose I was in total shock, and no-one probably would want to see this one! So I hear Brenden walking all around upstairs, back and forth (after he has already been in bed for almost 2 hours). I yell upstairs for him to go pee and get back in bed. I then hear some more discheveled walking around and decide I should go up and see just whats going on. I look in his room...nothing, the bathroom...nothing, then my room - holy hell...he is completly asleep, peeing all over the side of my bed. I call his name - he dosent even look up. My G**, he is really asleep. I asked him if he knew where he was and he prompty and almost incoherently answers "the bathroom" . I did manage to wake him up and explain what happened and then get him back to bed soundly, and clean up all the pee - gross!. How scary - we better put some bells at the top of the stairs.