Sleep Walker

As I sit here working on a photo album at 9 pm, my daughter walked by me in her pj's carrying her stuffed animal and pillow. She didn't look at me at all. She walked into the kitchen and sat at the kitchen table (where her brother usually sits). Chad walked over to her and asked her what she was doing. She mumbled something and he asked it again. She replied very loudly, "Nothing!". After her not wanting to go back to bed, he offered to carry her back to bed and she agreed. I don't think she'll remember any of this tomorrow.