The BBC is on my public radio station at midnight, on the button. I know this now, though I was not seeking the information. Normally, we are all sleeping soundly at this time so we wouldn't notice this. But last night, Jackson decided to set the clock radio alarm for us so that Mom and Dad would sit up panicked in bed when a very loud (he definitely found the volume button...) female reporter with a British accent came blaring into our bedroom causing us to exclaim "What the?? Turn it off?? How did that go off??" while the clock flashed "12:00."
Maybe he's just preparing us for Baby Amelia's midnight escapades? He slept right through it across the hall.
Sweet dreams, indeed.
P.S. Don't worry about Jackson unjustly being named as the criminal here. There are multiple witnesses to back up that he's been seen playing with said clock radio lately. Buttons are way too fun for a 2.5-year-old to ignore...