Sleep talking

Right before I fall completely asleep, the language center of my brain tries to assert itself into conversations, even though the reasoning part of my brain has tucked itself under the covers and gone to bed. My family teases me about a time when I had fallen asleep watching a movie, but all of the sudden, I sat up and asked urgently, "Is there a skateboard in the house?!" A lot of times, I fall asleep putting my kids to bed. One time, when Jane had outlasted me again, she and Dan were asking if I was awake, and I pulled myself out of it enough to say, "I was just having a wonderful dream about Jane finishing her education." The other night, as I was really already gone, I turned to Dan and asked, "How are the Robertsons doing?" They are a family in my ward that I love, but I usually don't have them weighing heavily on my mind as I'm drifting off, and I don't normally ask Dan how they are doing (though they should know that I truly CARE). Thank goodness I don't walk in my sleep. I'd probably end up on the Robertson's front porch. I think Colin takes after me. He wakes up to go to the bathroom, but he isn't really awake (as the evidence undoubtedly shows later). My mom still has the best story ever. She one time woke up right in the middle of her first bite of a Lynn Wilson burrito. She had gotten up, microwaved it, and sat down to eat before she woke up. But then, who does't dream of Lynn Wilson burritos every now and then?