My husband is a sleep talker. And I don't mean an occasional mmmhmmm or uhhhuh. Full on conversations. So, as you can imagine, this has led to some fun times in our house. The weird thing is he can go for months without saying a word, and then all of a sudden he turns into Chatty McChatterson, talking non-stop, and none of it making sense.
My favorite sleep talking episode? That would be the time a couple of years ago when I was woken up by really loud sounds. Once I fully realized what was going on, I could not contain my hysterical laughter. My husband was humming on top of his lungs. And it actually sounded pretty good. I'm still wondering why he never auditioned for Idol :)
Anyway, it so happens that we’re currently going through a McChatty period, which was marked this week by two episodes. The episode last night lasted about 30 minutes and was silly gibberish that didn't make sense. However, the one Monday night was a different story.
HUBBY: I think it should be alright. Ok.
ME: (giggling a bit) Babe, I don’t understand you.
HUBBY: I got you. I will solve it. I just have to hurry. We will follow it!
ME: (laughing) OK, I see. Go back to sleep.
At which point he gave me a look of relief, fell to his pillow and continued sleeping immediately.
He is one weird dude. But this is just another reason why I love him :) [unless he starts talking about me!] Although really where is my video camera when I need it?