between snooze 4 and snooze 5

this morning between snooze 4 and snooze 5, wicket rolled right off the bed. he landed between the wall and the bed and i heard thumps on the way down. i was way out of it so it took me a moment to drag myself to the edge and blear over. couldn't see him. fell off the bed myself, still half asleep, so that i could look beneath, and there he was, just looking around. sweet talk and a feel for broken bones or sore spots, and back to sleep for me. urg. poor baby.