An intersting night

So last night, we went to bed about 10:30. It took me a while to actually fall asleep, but finally sleep came to me. I had just really fallen asleep, and I am woken up to the sound of Jeremy flying out of bed. I sat up trying to make sense out of what was happening. Jeremy is looking around, and he was saying that he is hearing water. Next thing I hear, is Jeremy telling Nathan this............he says, son what are you doing?? Do you know that isn't a toilet? Now I may not be the smartest kid in the class, but I can put 2 and 2 together. I know that when I hear water, and my husband telling my kid that isn't a toilet, that he is peeing on the floor. Yes, that's what I said. I then here Jeremy saying go off to bed son. Now, if anyone knows me, they know that messes like this and me don't really go together, especially at 11:30 at night, when I am woken up from a sound sleep. I am sort of what you call grouchy. So I am fighting to try and stay that loving, patient, kind, mother that I only dream to be. And while I am fighting this, Jeremy is walking to the bathroom, getting a towel, and he is wiping up the mess. I tell you, I do love that man. He cleaned up the mess, all the while telling me that it was okay, he didn't know what he was doing, he was sleeping after all. Which that is when the thought hit me.....sleeping? He is peeing in his sleep?????? If he is sleep peeing, where else in our house has he peed and we not known it???? Which really grosses me out. So after I got the mop and bucket, and helped Jeremy clean up the mess, we look at each other and just shake our heads. We can't help but laugh at the situation.