Sleeping through Timeout

I don't mean to make this blog all about Weston, but he's the only one I have to hang out with right now. So here's what happened yesterday. The Jones house is not exactly baby proof, well I got lazy and decided to take a little nap while Weston played. He got into something he shouldn't have and I told him to sit on the stairs for a little timeout. Well he did and I fell asleep... I woke up about twenty minutes later and rolled over onto something. I first found his pants and then his diaper. I yelled for him and he came running around the corner with just his shirt on. He had a little wet circle on the hem of his shirt. I searched the floor to find where he might have tinkled but I couldn't find anything. I am hoping it was only tinkle.