Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Sleepwalking

Every night, Mike falls asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow. For myself, sometimes 45 minutes of laying in the dark before Mr. Sandman visits. But inevitably, right when I do start to drift, that's when Freddy Krueger visits Mike and his body will violently jerk and scare the s#$% out of me! The other night he scared me so bad, I yelled (in a whisper) at  him.

Me: Mike!

Mike (sleeping): I tripped.

Me: You can't trip! You're sleeping.

Mike: I was walking.

Me: Well, stop.

Mike: How else am I gonna get around?

Next time I'll just ask if he can fly there.

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