So this is the third night in a week that I have been woken in the wee hours of the morning by an insidious whining. No, not by my wonderful offspring, as he does not whine, he bellows! No, this whine was of the insectal variety.
Somehow an insect violated the secure and sterile (aaah ha ha ha ha hah hah heh heh ahem...) environment that is our modular home! And not only that, but it got (gasp!) into the baby's room! And I was hearing this deafening whine through the the wonder of modern technology known as the baby monitor. (Yes, we live in an insanely quiet environment.)
So here I am, knowing that my son is being plagued by one of God(dess)'s most annoying critters and there's not really a durn thing I can do about it. Two nights now I have grabbed the headlight and quietly crept into Tank's room to see if there was anything I could do. Um, the answer seemed to be no. The second I enter, the evil beast ceases and desists with the noise making. So I wait for a bit. Nothing. Head scratch. Wait. Yawn. Wait. Tiptoe out.
Back to bed and of course, instantly loud and clear "Zweeeeeee eeeeee eeeeeeeee EEEEEEEEEEEEE eeeeeeeee".
I won't even mention the possibility of West Nile! Any ideas?