sleeping in there for naps and overnight.
He must have found a really comfy spot last night, because he wasn't
budging when I tried to wake him.
Then, all of a sudden, he popped up, started reaching for the granola
bar that I brought for him, and stumbled
Into our room to watch TV. All without opening his eyes. Ah, the
Thornburg sleepwalking/sleepgrowling/sleep disorder has befallen him.
The house is no longer safe, I fear.
