A month or two ago I woke up in the middle of the night to Liel's howls. I rushed to her room and found her behind the door, crying and crying because she couldn't find Fluffy. I took her back to her bed and found Fluffy lying right there, on her pillow. I figured she'd just overlooked him in her sleepy panic.
Then two nights ago I woke up to same- Liel crying, found her behind the door, couldn't find Fluffy, he was in her bed. An hour later she was crying again, and behind the door again, but this time she told me that Zion had closed the door and told her she couldn't go out with him. I'm sure it will come as no surprise to you that Zion was still in bed, asleep (Ok, the asleep part might be a little surprising, with his sister crying at such close quarters!). I assured her that Zion was right there, had done no such thing, everything was alright...and she slept peacefully the rest of the night.
I think my girl is a sleepwalker, don't you?? I did some sleepwalking as a kid, so I suppose it's not terribly surprising. Poor thing, imagine going to sleep in your cozy bed and waking up in the corner between your door and toy box!
3 comments:
awe, poor Liel!
our house is the sleepwalking capital -- have i ever told you about t his? particularly w/ annemarie.
rachel had night terrors. we had to lock her in the house to make sure she didn't leave. ian sleepwalks and all of my kids and myself talk in our sleep. whole conversations. mike is amused by it. she may outgrow it, but probably not. just make sure fluffy is always close for the wake up moments.
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