The following are conversations I had with my sleeping sister while she was staying with me.
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Eden: “The blue fish!”
Cheer: “What?”
Eden: “The blue fish with the crazy eyes!”
Cheer: “Blue fish?”
Eden: “Blue fish, not blowfish!”
Eden springs to a sitting position.
Cheer: “What about a blue fish?”
Eden: “The blue fish with the crazy eyes!”
Cheer: “Crazy eyes?”
Eden: “The blue fish with the crazy eyes from last night!”
Cheer: “It’s OK. You’re sleeping. There’s no blue fish.”
Eden: “The crazy eyes!”
Cheer: “No…”
Eden: “Oh. Huh? Oh.”
Eden lies down.
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Eden: “Did I miss it?”
Cheer: “Yes.”
Eden: “Did I miss all the fun stuff?”
Cheer: “Yes. The parade, the parties…and we had coconuts.”
At this point Eden makes a grimace face as true and as hurt if someone had blown out her 6th birthday cake candles before she had a chance to inhale for ammo.
Eden: “Hmph. Shut up.”
Eden passes out and remembers nothing in the morning.
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Eden sits up in bed with her hands to her mouth like a chipmunk. Her breathing is broken as if she is whimpering or frightened, but she is making no noise.
Cheer: “You OK?”
Eden: “Yeah.”
Cheer: “You sure?”
Eden: “Yeah. I was just laughing.”
In my defense, the blue fish did have very crazy eyes.
I lol’d. It took me two nights and a few replies from me that were left hanging with no response from her to figure that she these words coming from her mouth were not directed at real life.
Ah! Most excellent! Someone else who has experienced the Eden sleep!