Nonsense
The first graders in our Sunday school class were going to receive Bibles in front of the church last Sunday. Before he went up to accept his from the preacher, one little boy flipped his eyelids inside out.
Wish I’d thought of that.
I get sick joy from messing with my husband I love. Sometimes when he talks in his sleep I draw out the conversation I couldn’t get from him that day.
It starts with him waking me up mumbling jibberish, like:
“Subwa shabizzuh…”
me: “Really?”
“…Yeah, that was it…” more jibberish.
“Why did you do that?”
“I … I…don’t know… He had the key…(snort)”
“Why didn’t you have the key?”
“I don’t… don’t know…(mutter, drool)”
“You would think they’d at least let you have the key.”
“Yeah, I don’t know…think …say…” furrowed brow.
“Wasn’t that funny?”
“Heh, heh, yeah, heh…” he’s laughing in his sleep now.
“Let’s talk about our relationship.”
Wide awake with a start.
Oh, he loves it.
as a sleep talker I love this!
The best one was when I just blurted out "Pony Boy and Soda Pop" one night, it has become something my husband likes to randomly say to me
That's hilarious! I think my son is following in my husband's footsteps. We hear all sorts of conversations coming from his room at night. The funniest are when he's mad at someone in his dreams.