Last night Trevor fell asleep around nine. I had watched glee and taken Jessie home. Then cleaned the kitchen and put the garbage out for the next morning. I was all ready for bed around 11:30 when I went and woke him up on the couch and told him to go get in bed.
He wandered back to our room. I had decided I wanted to read for awhile before I went to sleep. When he realized that I wasn't coming to bed he argued with me about staying up but fell asleep again.
I read for only 10 minutes. I went and crawled I to bed. I love my bed. I was dozing off when all of a sudden Trevor jumped awake with a deep gasping breath. And then was asleep again like nothing had happened
I settled back down and was just dozing off again when *GASP* he did it again. And agin 5 minutes later.
Weird
Then he sat straight up in bed and said
"Ashley we need to put the garbage out"
"no I already did it "
*1 minute later
"Do you want me to put it out?"
"No. I already did it" getting aggravated Bout how he keeps waking me up.
*1 minute later
"We are going to miss the garbage truck"
"Trevor I told you I did it. If you don't believe me go check"
*quiet*
5 minutes pass by. I am in the space between awake and dreaming. All of a sudden Trevor jumps out of bed and briskly walks across the room....right into the wall.
He cries out in pain and surprise and say "what am I doing?"
Me "I don't know... What ARE you doing?"
Turns out he doesn't even remember me waking him up to make him move, any of our conversations or getting out of bed.
Weirdo
On another note. Abbie hair can fit into braids. Hooray!!!!
