Lately I have had a lack of “sleep story” entries; my sleep talking has almost been non-existent! Maybe Ken was right, the more I write down the occurrences the less they happen.

So here’s the scenario:

Isaac was playing Angry Birds in bed and I sat up and said “WHAT are you doing?!” He replied “nothing” and I said “Do you realize how pissed I am going to be if you spill any salsa on me?” He just said “okay” and I rolled back over in a very annoyed manner. That’s it, short and sweet nasty!