it's true.
this post will be brief, and its main purpose is so that years from now i can look back and laugh.
last night, around 3 am, i was woken up by luke screaming.
talk about freaking terrifying.
when i really came to (meaning the part that i remember vividly) luke was on my side of the bed
and i was holding him back from something and telling him that i was "right here."
we have no idea what caused this.
he thinks he was dreaming that he was being crushed.
i woke up with strained calf muscle.
luke woke up with a bruised and scabbed right knee and a cut on his hand.
our bookshelf was disheveled and now has a chunk of wood broken off of the top corner.
i think luke literally attacked our bookshelf in the middle of the night.
however, we're unsure if he walked around the bed,
or dove over me.
so, you see....sometimes my husband is a sleepwalker.
0 comments:
Post a Comment