As I was reviewing my last post, my son appeared in the door of my room. "I... you kn, kn, kn" (this went on for a bit while I tried to figure out what he was saying). I could not get a real word out of him.
I finally led him back to his bed, made him lie down, and tucked him in. "I couldn't sleep," he finally said.
"Honey, you've been sound asleep for over two hours. I think you were sleep walking."
"Oh," and he fell asleep again.
It's -2°F outside right now. Snow on the ground. I will be sleeping with one eye open, and an ear tuned to the sound of the apartment door being opened. I just hope this was a one-time deal.
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