Sheep in his Sleep.

I probably don't need to state the obvious, but I'm going to.

J is tired these days.
Very tired.

He comes in about 8:30, scarfs down dinner, sometimes takes a shower (gross, I know) and hits the hay. Since he's so tired he's picked up a new habit which Jigs and I don't appreciate. Snoring.

On top of the snoring he carries on full conversations with me in his sleep about....yup, you guessed it - SHEEP! Mama sheep to be exact.

Here are a few of our recent "conversations".

Me - "Goodnight, bubba."
J - "Get the nipple."
Me - "Huh?"
J - "The nipple. It's on top of the shelf. We need it for mama."

Me - "I put a new blanket on the bed, are you warm enough?"
J - "It's a mama out in the field."
Me - "J, you are taking in your sleep again?"
J - "No. The mama. She is out in the field. We just put her there."

Me - "Goodnight, bubba."
J - "Goodnight, mama."

Can't make this stuff up if I tried.