After catching a particularly hard little ankle in the stomach Cas decided it was probably a good idea, "okay, okay, no more tickle monster," he chuckled. He rolled out of bed, lamenting the early wake up, but it was something he was used to when he was home, apparently toddlers did not understand the meaning of a lie in. He scooped Harry up and tossed him over his shoulder, "do you need potty?" He asked.