Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Spare parts for your heart

Our son, Eric, sleepwalks. I never knew anyone who did this so the first time he did it I freaked out. It's so weird because he's just half-awake. He has his eyes open and talks but you can tell he's not really "with us."

Last night at 10:22 pm he walked into our room mumbling. After repeating the words "spare parts" a few times, he finally got the whole sentence out. He asked "Can you get spare parts for your heart?" He seemed very concerned about this so I said "Of course you can honey." Then as I always do I led him back to bed where he fell right back to sleep.

I'm always amazed at how he can deftly navigate all the legos and plastic figures on his floor and never step on anything!

I also try and write down what he says when he sleepwalks because he loves to hear about his night-time ramblings. It always cracks him up.

Now if we really could get spare parts for our hearts when they break, life would be good.

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