zac talks in his sleep. usually when he's stressed but sometimes just for no reason at all. its great cuz if i talk back to him he usually just keeps going, saying really weird things (until he finally wakes himself up-- then he blames me for waking him up!). the other nite we had a funny conversation and i ended up waking him up i was laughing so hard!
zac: we all need to stay out here.
me: where?
zac: right here. and the dog needs to be inside.
me: why does she have to stay inside?
zac: well she doesn't have to but it'll be a different sound experience for her.
me: what?!
at this point zac started stroking my arm in the same way he'd scratch wombat behind her ears and down her neck. after a few strokes i couldn't contain my laughter and i just cracked up. zac woke up and i tried to explain what he'd just said. he just kept saying "i thought you were wombat" (i realized that).
the next day he said he thinks in the dream we were all out in the back yard and a band was playing (he thinks possibly ben harper which is kinda weird cuz he doesn't like ben harper as much as i do and i haven't even played any ben harper around him for weeks!). i was entertained by his dream though.
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