Last night I crawled into bed around 12:15 or so. Drew had been asleep for about 2 hours. My shuffling around woke him up and I heard him mumble something.
Stacey: What, honey?
Drew: I sure could.
Stacey: You sure could what?
Drew: Eat myself.
I guess I should feed him later in the evening. Clearly he got hungry. Of course, he remembers none of this.
4 months ago
3 comments:
My brother sleep walks and talks in his sleep. It is a great talent he will never fully appreciate. But we do.
Blake
IF I could eat myself, I'd never leave the house! Okay, bad Melinda! You have to record Drew's late night conversations! What great entertainment for your 50th wedding anniversary!!!!!! Right alongside Rob singing "Danke Schoen" (Is that how that's spelled?) Or perfect blackmail material if you ever want something REALLY good for your b-day, anniversary, whatever!
I want you to know that I read this to Frank and about five minutes later, after the tears subsided and he could breathe normally, he thinks you two are about the most hilarious people ever. And for the record, he says that he, also, could really eat himself.
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