Our Son: Somnambulist

Since toddlerdom, He-Twin has been a sleepwalker and sleeptalker.

2:45am, early Monday morning---huge clatter in Darren's room and all lights turned on...

He-Twin (yelling at top of his lungs): "Holy ________ ! There's a DINOSAUR in the guest room! There is a DINOSAUR there! IN THE GUEST ROOM."

Double Daddy (silently heads into He-Twin's room): "Darren, you're sleeping. Time to get back into bed."

Double Daddy (getting back into our bed): "You know, it would be cool if there was a dinosaur...."

The last dinosaur in our house was this cute one:

Once he and his twin sister decided they wanted their own rooms, both dinosaurs AND guest rooms became extinct in our house.