I am awakened just after midnight, less than an hour after I turned off the light, by a warm body standing next to my side of the bed.
Her: My bed is really big.
Me: What?
Her: And my hands are really tingly!
Me: What?
Her: My bed is really big and my hands are re-
Me: Oh my heck, go back to bed.
Her: Okay.
It hasn't happened in so long. I thought she had outgrown it. I just turned in her 6th grade camp paperwork and left the "sleepwalks" box unchecked, I guess that is a call I will be making today.
Why do they always come to my side of the bed? Tim is closer to the door...