Sleepwalking

Okay. So it's not really sleepwalking since Jesse can't actually walk yet, but you get what I mean. This morning at 6:00 am the boy got up, his eyes glazed over. He then proceeded to crawl around a bit staring blankly into space before plopping back into the sheets. Heh!

Last week was funnier. I was lying next to him just looking at him sleep when he suddenly put his hands together, palms facing downwards and smiling from ear to ear. Then he went on to do a bouncing action and muttered the words, "Bahl-bahl". We must be stimulating him a little too much in the day!

Reminds me of my cousins Chimps and Dink.

Chimps, as my name for her suggests, is every bit the monkey - agile, lively and furry as hell. When she was about 6 or 7, she used to get up in the night and walked to the window to watch the neighbourhood children play. At 3:00 am. WooOoOoOo~ Spooky. I wondered if she actually saw kids playing.

Dink is another classic. One time he fell asleep watching TV when he suddenly sat up and yelled, "I'll kill all of you!" We laughed at the dumbass till he woke up, right there and then. And he'd wonder how he got there. There was another time when we were both 20-something. He was sleeping right next to me on the carpet in the living room when he suddenly got up and proceeded to pound me in the face. We were both shouting and attacking one another when he suddenly woke up and wondered why the Evil Hellcat he was killing suddenly turned into his wonderful, forgiving cousin.

I have freaky cousins. Perhaps I will bring a videocam to bed with me after all. If Jesse ever snuffs me out in my sleep, at least I'll have video evidence.