When I was in high school, my mom told me one morning that she'd heard me talking in my sleep the previous evening.
Did I say anything interesting?
"I don't know...it was all in Spanish."
I wonder if my teacher would have given me extra credit for that had I told her?
Last night, Rach scooped Mini-Me out of our bed (the boys don't do well going to bed in the same room) to carry him to his. When she did, he began speaking in his Darth Vader voice.
I gave him extra credit for awesomeness.
It's fun to catch the kids talking in their sleep, but deciphering what they're saying is rarely successful. Of course, we might not want to know what they're saying.
Who knows what I said about my mom in Spanish...
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