"'En... lil bird saw... a lion. 'Hello ... Lion,' said... lil bird. 'Wha you do--'"
"HEN," interrupted K.
My eyes popped open and I saw him pointing indignantly to the picture of the hen in "Are You My Mother?" "Sorry, hen," I said, and managed to get through the next dozen or so pages without dozing off again. (In my defense, it was our fifth time through.)
Starting from about seventh grade, all my school notebooks occasionally degenerate into scribbles where I fell asleep. You can make out a few words here and there, but they are purely the result of random synapse firing.
Apparently I can not only write in my sleep, I can read in my sleep too. Is that talent or what?
Haha, that IS a talent! Too bad K is already calling you on it ;)
ReplyDeleteOK, this made me laugh out loud. I love it!! (You should see my law school notes - especially Torts! How I survived I will never understand...)
ReplyDeleteI am so impressed! I can't read in my sleep but I have amazing revelations in my sleep! Like we are talking genious moments...then the next morning I can't remember them...so sad.
ReplyDeleteI can't tell you how many times I've been exhausted and read what seemed like an interminably long book to one of the kids, and when it's all over I have no memory of it. Nowadays if I'm reading a long chapter and dozing off I just say, "I can't take it anymore! I have to stop here," and my son is cool with that. He can always read it himself.
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