I was sitting in the rocking chair in Preston's room one afternoon as he drifted off to sleep for his nap. He was nearly asleep when he suddenly started speaking in a wistful voice:
"I shook Chuck E. Cheese's hand. His teeth were brown. Daddy stayed home from work. We went to Chuck A Rama and Falaga*."
And then he fell asleep.
Apparently, he was reminiscing the "good ol' days" when Mommy was in the hospital and Daddy was in charge.
Daddy is obviously much more fun than Mommy.
*Dan took the boys to Trafalga (a local mini-golf arcade). Tyson keeps calling it Chuck A Rama. Preston's confusion is understandable.
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That is so funny! He get's the sleep talking from you. When I slept over at your house you talked in your sleep. You said "Pillow, Willow, Quillow." I wish I would have been there when you said "Your standing by the bishop!" Was that you or Cheryl?
Mindy, you are the queen of sleep-talking! Oh the stories we could tell about you!
And I have no idea who was talking about the bishop.
Oh, that is way to cute and funny. Yeah, my husband is the fun one in our house. Mommy likes rules too much.
Hee hee... that is so darn cute!
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