Then I got down the hall to my room. There stood Whitney at the desk with my laptop open rearranging the items on my dashboard. She must have gotten up and snuck down the hall without Melanie noticing. Then Whitney decided to use my computer, which she's getting pretty good at. She opened the lid and started hitting buttons to see what would happen. She was totally engrossed in moving things around when I got to the room.
"Whitney!" I called from the doorway. She spun around, startled. Then she regained her composure, waved at me, signed "sleep" and headed past me out the door and down the hall. In other words: "Oops! I've been caught. Good night, Dad. I was just headed for bed."
Amidst all the medical care and worries, Whitney fills our lives with so many funny moments. Her personality just cracks me up. I guess I'll have to give her a turn on my computer so she won't stay up late to use it when I'm not around.