Last night I was having a dream in which Kirsten, the acclaimed cat burglar, was about to pull a Great Christmas Caper on us and rob us blind. I was awakened from this dream at 2:39am.
Drew was laughing hysterically, face down in the pillow. I asked him what was so funny.
I had to ask him several more times, because he was laughing so hard, I couldn’t understand what he was saying.
Finally he got out:
“These people…had no eyebrows…so Jeffrey drew them on.”
“The people staying at the hotel.”
And he was still laughing about it. I couldn’t help laughing too. But then I made some notes and then went back to sleep. I miss sleep talking. And sleep laughing is even better! Even if he can’t remember the joke when he wakes up.