All of Adam's sleep talking occurred around 10:30 last night. We had gotten into bed early to read and relax, I was on a Skype call with my close friend Jenny, and Adam had drifted off to sleep. Suddenly, Adam came out with:"You're the feather plucker! You're the feather plucker! You plucking out the feathers... Pluck off!"
Of course, I quickly went for the "record" button, and positioned my laptop over Adam's head for Jenny's benefit. She was lucky enough to catch:"I'm not just good. I'm lick-my-parts tingling kind of good. Beat that."
or click here"The carrots are winning! Damn those parsnips and their stupid infighting. They've got so much to learn. Bring on the swede. Ooooh, that'll show 'em."
("beat that" was too quiet for the recorder)
Jenny and I started talking about sleep talking, and Adam decided to join us in the conversation:
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For those who don't have audio, I'm telling Jenny about the fact that one is paralyzed during REM sleep, and I finish with "Isn't that weird?" to which Jenny replies, "really weird." Adam, perhaps feeling left out, then chimes in with "totally weird, stupid doofus."
Don't worry guys, I'm not concerned that Adam was insinuating that either Jenny or I are doofuses, not to mention that fact that Adam has never used the word "doofus" in his waking life.
Jenny and I hung up eventually, but Adam still had more to share:
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I'll mention that I made chicken soup last night, which included all of these feisty characters. (for those who don't know, swede is the british name for rutabaga.)