A certain Mr. Isom that I know has always been a very amusing sleeper. I discovered when we were first married that he was a sleep-talker. I'm realizing now that I should have written down some of the humorous things he's said while asleep, because I've already forgotten a lot of them, probably because he's slowed down and hasn't done it as much recently as he used to. During med school there was lots of medical jargon, and often if I could figure out the topic enough, I could join in and keep him going. I could tell when I'd gotten off track though because he would frown and roll over - conversation ended.
One night I remember feeling movement in the bed - so I looked over and I see Ryan with his arms straight up in the air, his hands moving as if he were knitting or something. I didn't know he was asleep and I just said, "What are you doing?" He replied, "Making it." "Making what?" I asked. "Our new couch," he said, as if, duh, of course that was what he was doing. And yes, we were currently couch hunting. Love it. Maybe he thought we were too poor to buy one.
Fast forward to now. The head of our bed is right by our window. We have vertical blinds, and each piece of blind is clipped in at the top. Well, a few weeks ago we saw the new Batman movie. Sometime in the middle of the night, I remember feeling a piece of blind come crashing down across my face. I looked over and Ryan and I exchanged confused looks as he pulled the blind off and put it on the floor and we both went back to sleep (although there was an annoying spot of light coming in that kept hitting me right in the eye all night).
In the morning I remembered, and was like, "Yeah, what was with that blind coming off last night?"
"I pulled it off," Ryan said.
"What? I thought it just fell down."
"No, it was me. I just remember thinking I had to get it. I had to reach up and pull it off."
"Like you were on a mission or something and that was your quest?"
"Mmm hmm."
"Were you having Batman dreams?" I asked.
With his sheepish little-boy look, Ryan answered, "Yeah, I think so."
Well, last night, I happened to still be awake. This time I look over to see Ryan with a rather contented look on his face reach up and just start swinging his hands through the blinds, sending them crashing around into each other. It was funny that he was so amused by this and I really wanted to laugh, except I didn't want to wake him up and spoil his fun. Then I saw his hands start to hone in on a couple of individual pieces and clamp down. Knowing what was coming I reached over and gently caught a hold of his arms and said very nicely, "Don't do that, ok?" He finally opened his eyes, confused, my face right up in his, and said, "I don't know where I am," rolled over, and went back to sleep.
I kind of wish he still talked in his sleep as much as he used to. It's just so amusing.
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Hehehe...my husband used to talk in his sleep too. It's so funny!
On time Jed woke up with the bedside lamp in the bed next to himm. I asked him about it and he thinks he was having a sword fight in his sleep and the lamp was his sword. Mostly Im the one that startles awake and talks. After having Harrison I woke up alot by sitting straight up in bed in a panic that H wasn't breathing or one time I thought the dresser was falling over on to him. weird.
That is hilarious!
Ok, that story about Jed is hilarious. I'll have to tell Ryan. Maybe they can have a sleepover and duel each other in the night.
Always nice to know about a fellow sleeptalker. My husband's favorite is when I fell off the bed. When he tried to help me, I said, "Don't worry about me. Get the baby!" We didn't have any children at the time...
Of course, he once yelled in his sleep because there was a "crocodile."
Of course, our family's favorite story is when Mark (4)got up in the night, walked down the hall and into the living room. I had followed him, and just when he was going to pee in the corner, I swooped him up and said, "Oh, no you don't! Wait!" Fortunately, he did.
And our neighbor, Mr. S., got up and sleep-walked out of the motel on the first night of his honeymoon in just his underwear. Not remembering which unit was their's he had to knock door by door, "Carole, Carole!" When he got to their unit, she, not knowing he was missing, mumbled, "Go away! We're sleeping."
"Carole! It's me!"
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You do need to start writing them down. Todd doesn't talk in his sleep but has interesting dreams to tell me about in the morning. Hailee has started talking in her sleep. It's so cute to her her babbling and laughing in her sleep. Nothing too coherent yet, but hopefully that will come.
The best Ryan sleep talk/acting was when he was about 15. I woke him up where he fell asleep on the floor to watch the "Pat skit" on Saturday Night Live. He began acting and talking like Pat in his sleep. He went on for a good 10 minutes all the while asleep. It was better than the actual show.
lol. lol. lol.
Sleepy talk can be so funny. I love it. Thanks for sharing.
Oh, wow, a superhero. That's impressive. I'm always worried that I'm the one who's talking in my sleep. But if I am, T doesn't tell me.
Hilarious! Brandon is a major sleep talker as well and I have some really great stories. It has slowed down for him as well, but I think it could be that I just sleep through it. I would always keep asking questions when he was sleep talking and he would finally "wake-up" and would get SO mad at me for egging him on. That cracks me up!
I hear its a sign of inteilligence!! Definitely fits the bill.
That's funny as crap. You need to make some FHV money on this hubby of yours.
ps...could you tell Ryan to put in a good word to get an interview down that way!!=)
Thanks for the laugh!
This made me laugh so hard. I'm so glad you captured these moments. I think the sad part about when someone talks in their sleep is that you don't have anyone to laugh with you right in the moment! So I'm glad you relived it with us. I can just imagine being hit by a blind in the middle of a deep sleep...good stuff. :)
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