I learned a new word today.
the act of talking in one's sleep
I always go to bed after John, and if I time it just right, he'll be awake enough to talk to me but asleep enough to have no idea what he's saying. Usually he just mumbles incoherently, but last night we dialogued! When I crawled into bed I really needed to ask him about the car situation for today. One car has a clear pathway out of the garage, and the other car is completely blocked by a huge pile of shoveled snow. I knew we would need to share the one car today, so I woke John up to ask him what time he was getting up the morning. My plan was to take him to work and to keep the car. He told me he was getting up at 6am. I thought that was odd, so I asked why he was getting up at 6am, and he told me he had a duet...or a duel. He wasn't sure. When I inquired further, he "confirmed" it was a duet...with his piano teacher...at 6am. John doesn't have a piano teacher, and no one at our house gets up at 6am, especially on a Friday, so this totally cracked me up! I hope to get more fun stories out of him in the future.
PS. I didn't hear anyone playing our piano at 6am this morning, so I guess he slept through his lesson.
PPS. Don't kill me for posting this, John!