Sleepwalking Injury

So last night Tyler woke me up by leaping across the bed screaming at the top of his lungs trying to get out of our room. This is a picture of the nightstand next to my side of the bed. So in order to get to the door he had to leap across me and past the nightstand. Unfortunately he didn't get past the night stand. His leg hit the front edge and snapped it right off. I don't know how the lamp broke...

After all that he runs out of the bedroom. I was really worried so I ran out and turned the light on. He was laying on the floor by the couch panting. He slowly woke up and was holding his leg in pain. Poor guy. Usually his sleepwalking episodes are pretty funny but this was the first time we were actually worried. He hurt his leg pretty bad. 

After he woke up he told me that in his dream our room was a cave that was slowly sinking into the ground and the door was the only escape before he was trapped forever underground. So all of that was an attempt to get out of the cave. At least he got out...

Courtesy Knock

It's been a while since I've had any good sleep talking stories to tell, but now that I'm almost in my third trimester I swear I wake up 5 times a night.  So that means more sleep talking stories to come. 

Here are a few of our conversations:

Convo #1

Tyler: Court did you make sure to do the courtesy knock?

Me: No I forgot, did you?

Tyler: No, but I really need to.

Me: What is a courtesy knock?

Tyler: You know.....(long dramatic pause) like the courtesy flush.  So you don't reek up the place.  But instead of flushing you knock.

Me: If you don't flush don't you end up reeking up the bathroom anyway.

Tyler: Courtney...you obviously don't get the courtesy knock.  Talk to me when you are older and understand.

Me: Well what do you knock on?

Tyler: The toilet of course. 

Convo #2

Tyler: Court!  Hurry!  You gotta clear out some space.

Me: Why?

Tyler: The crazy ladies are coming in.

Me: What crazy ladies?

Tyler: The ones from the phones.  They're pretty crazy...you definitely don't want to make them mad.  Just do it.  Trust me Court.

Oh how I love my sleep talking husband!  Does anybody else have spouses that are like this?

Tyler's Search for Payton

Poor Tyler.  He is probably so sick of hearing his sleep talking stories from me, but I am not sick of them.  A few nights ago I woke up and Tyler was over in the corner of the room looking behind the dresser.  Instead of saying something I decided to just watch him.  It was hard to see exactly what he was doing in the dark but I didn't want to wake him.  He kept walking around the room looking behind the curtain and then under the bed.  Eventually he went into the bathroom and turned the light on.  I thought maybe he had woken himself up, but he came back into the room and looked under the bed again.  

I finally decided to ask him what he was doing.  He told me he was looking for Payton and then got really quiet and was apparently thinking.  Then he looked at me and said "But now that I think about it, she is probably in her bed sleeping!"  Then he got back into bed and went to sleep.  I thought maybe he had woken up because of the light and realized he was just imagining things, but in the morning when I told him about it he had no recollection of it.  

Poor Tyler.

A few nights later I slept right through what I'm assuming was one of his best sleepwalking stories.  Fortunately I know that because Tyler woke himself up doing it.  So even though I don't have the funny details it still is HILARIOUS.

So apparently Tyler told me he was dreaming that he was underground hiding from someone or something.  He wanted to know what was going on outside so he stood up on our bed pulled back our curtains, pulled up the blinds, opened the window and then stuck his head out our window (our windows don't have screens).  That is what apparently woke him up.  How did I sleep through this?  I must have been really tired.

Sure enough we checked in the morning behind the curtain and the blinds were up and the window wasn't locked.  WEIRD!

Just so you know, this is what he had to get through in order to get to the window.

Trip to Vegas & The Throwing Merit Badge

Last weekend we took a quick weekend trip down to Vegas to visit Tyler's family and go to my friend's baby shower.  It was perfect timing because we got out of Utah just in time to miss the first big snow storm and instead enjoyed 60 degree weather.

The highlight of the trip was going to the Bellagio Gardens and Watershow.  Payton LOVED it.

We had a great time!

I came in late to bed one night and Tyler had been asleep for a few hours.  He immediately sat up and asked me what I was doing out there.  I told him that I was just watching TV and getting a drink and he was not happy with that answer.  He started yelling things that I could not understand at all.  Then he went back to sleep...or at least I thought he did.  After brushing my teeth he sat up again and asked me why I didn't get my "throwing merit badge" and told me I was stupid for not getting it.

He just got called a few months ago as the ward's 11 year old boy scout leader.  He works with them every week on different merit badges.  Apparently he created a new merit badge because I'm pretty sure there is no such thing as the throwing merit badge.  He loves his calling and apparently puts a lot of effort and thought into it if he is sleep talking about it.  I love my husband!

Phone Numbers of Course

Last night Tyler woke me up by reaching underneath my back with both hands obviously looking for something.  I honestly thought he was going to shove me off the bed.  Luckily he didn't and just kept reaching underneath me sporadically.  After asking him what in the world he was doing, he responded by saying matter of factly "I'm looking for phone numbers of course.  What else would I be looking for in the dark?"  Oh man....the funny things he says.  I immediately pulled out my phone and wrote his hysterical line down so that I wouldn't forget it in the morning.  He cracks me up!

Killer Bugs

At our new house we have a huge tree outside our deck that attracts a million box elder bugs.  Luckily those bugs are probably the least scary out there.  They are kind of like lady bugs but a little bigger.  But they have somehow found a way inside our house and they are EVERYWHERE. Crawling on our ceiling, drowning in our kitchen sink, crawling across our screen while we are watching a movie at night.  They are everywhere. It's so bad that when I catch one crawling up my arm while I'm eating breakfast I just flick it.  I don't scream.  I don't jump.  I just simply flick it.  The good news is they have a really short life span.  I bought Payton a little Hoover vacuum and have taught her how to vacuum up the dead bugs every morning. She loves it.  She also always points up to our ceiling and says "buuhh" Yes one of her first words is bug.  How sad.  That is what got me to finally call the bug man.  There are so many things wrong with the house that the bug issue got pushed down on the priority list until my 14 month old learned the word bug.

The main reason for bringing up the bug issue is because Tyler's sleep talking episodes have been all about these annoying bugs.  One specific night he kept muttering about a bug being in his ear and wanted me to help him get it out. I just thought he was sleep talking so I ignored him. Then 10 minutes later he stands up and yells at me because I didn't help him. He said "Courtney I could have died and you didn't even care. I'm not sleep talking and I really needed your help. What kind of wife are you?" 

He really was sleep talking.  He remembered nothing about it in the morning. These bugs have caused A LOT of drama in our house. But finally they are no longer in our house. It's only been 24 hours so we are hoping it lasts. We bug bombed the tree and resealed the French doors that we think they were coming through. We are crossing our fingers. 

By the way our new deck is almost done. I'll have to post the before and after pictures soon.  We LOVE it.

I'm stopping the bleeding...

I haven't told any of my husband's sleep talking stories in a while.  Partly because there haven't been any really hilarious memorable stories but mainly because I have been sleeping so much better lately so I just don't hear him anymore.  Most of his episodes lately have just been him getting up and walking around the room muttering random things that I don't remember, but last night I remembered.

So the past week I have been watching the series Vampire Diaries on Netflix.  I never really got into the Twilight series and honestly didn't really even know there was a vampire show on tv until my aunt told me about it and said that it was really good.  So...I started watching it and got hooked.  Then, I decided to try and get my husband hooked so I had someone to watch with and sure enough last night we were up until 3:30 watching episode after episode.

So last night I woke up to Tyler pressing his hand on my neck.  At first I thought he was trying to choke me in his sleep but then after asking him what he was doing to me he said "I have to stop the bleeding!  You are bleeding!  I have to stop it!"  So Tyler must have been dreaming about a vampire that bit me and he was trying to save my life.  Pretty sweet of him huh?

So now that I have updated everyone about Tyler's sleep talking episodes I figured I can update you on our little Payton.  She is almost 9 months old now and I know every mom says this but I honestly can't believe how fast it has gone.  I saw a newborn at church today and thought to myself "there is no way Payton was ever that little".

She is one little energy crazed girl.  She is crawling everywhere, climbing up the stairs, standing up, getting into cupboards, getting into drawers....   She never stops!  But she is the cutest little girl ever (of course I am biased) and is so much FUN!

So it has been a while since I've posted any pictures and back in January we got some 6 month pictures taken.  Here are some of our favorites.

Lately she has been doing this scrunchy nose face ALL the time.  She looks hilarious.  She is the worst baby for smiling with a camera because she is just so fascinated with the camera that most of my pictures of her are close ups with her hand in the way of the shot.  But I got a few pictures that somewhat portray this face.

When she was 6 months old I started making her homemade purees and at first she liked them but lately  she would much rather feed herself.  She is a very independent baby.  She doesn't even cuddle with me which makes me sad, but she makes up for it in other areas.  This is her after feeding herself avocados.

Payton LOVES to dance!  Whenever she hears music she starts dancing and she really only has one move.  She first started doing this when I was watching Ellen one day and I was able to record her doing it later.

This is my bedroom....this is my wife!

Last night Tyler went to sleep a little before me while I was feeding Payton for the last time.  When I came in the room Tyler was already long gone.  I crawled into bed and barely shut my eyes when Tyler sits up in bed and shouts out "This is my bedroom!" He then turns to me gives me a kiss and says "and this is my wife".  Then he immediately lays back down and goes back to sleep.  Oh my life is so amusing being married to Tyler.

But on a more serious note... a few weekends ago we went down to Vegas for Brandon (Tyler's brother) and Kristin's little boys baby blessing.  Eli Holden Radmall is such a cute kid and it's fun to have Payton and Eli so close in age.

This picture was taken right before the sprinklers came on drenching both Eli and Payton with freezing cold water.  Payton was traumatized, while Eli thought it was no big deal.

On Sunday after the blessing we had to leave to take Tyler to the Las Vegas airport to fly out to Rochester, New York for his last week in training at his new job.  We left a good hour and a half early, but that didn't help us get to the airport any faster.  Apparently Obama was flying in that day and they shut the airport and the freeways to get to the airport completely down for 4 hours.  After that stressful ordeal and finally getting his plane ticket changed to a different flight Tyler claims that Obama is not getting his vote.

Payton is now almost 4 months old.  I know every mother says this, but she is growing up way too fast.  She is always smiling these days!

The Adventures of My Sleeptalking Husband

So there are many things I love about Tyler, but something that I thoroughly enjoy is his sleeptalking.  I remember the first few months of being married to him I couldn't believe how funny it was.  I know that a lot of people talk in their sleep and it isn't anything new or unusual, but Tyler doesn't just talk in his sleep.  He gets up and walks around and puts on a show.  Now that I have a 2 month old and am up twice a night every night I have a hard time sleeping and I get to hear Tyler talk a whole lot more. 

The other night he said something pretty funny (don't worry I got his permission to write this).  I was trying to fall asleep by watching the Office on my phone with headphones when I heard and felt him fart really loud.  He was sleeping so I just ignored it.  Then he turned over to face me and said really loudly "What the HELL was that?"  I laughed to myself and told him that he farted.  Then he said even more loudly "It felt like someone shoved dynamite up my ass!"  I could not stop laughing hysterically.  I laughed literally for about 5 minutes off and on that it actually woke him up.  He had no idea why I was laughing.  After telling him what he said he replied "Courtney, what is wrong with me?  I'm sick of talking in my sleep!"  

This was actually a very mild episode compared to what he has done in the past.  Just to give you a taste I will tell you about a few of his most memorable episodes.  

Prison Break

When we first got married we were a little addicted to Netflix.  We loved watching TV series that we never had the chance to watch and we would have marathons.  One of those series we watched was Prison Break.  The main character's name is Michael Schoefield and the show is pretty much about him trying to run from people trying to capture him or kill him.  So one night I woke up and Tyler's feet were elevated in the air facing his pillow.  I sat up to figure out what he was doing and his head and arms were off the edge of the bed.  We have a really low bed so it looked like he was doing pushups or something.  Wondering what the crap he was doing I said "Tyler, what are you doing?"  He spun around so quickly and stood up at the edge of the bed and yelled "Courtney, if I don't pop all of these balloons with my teeth Michael Schoefield will DIE!"  

The Dead Bird

This happened a little later in our marriage and I was used to him talking and walking in his sleep.  So one night I woke up to Tyler smacking me in the face with the back of his hand.  I sat up about to yell at Tyler, but found him frantically ripping the sheets of the bed.  Apparently it was this frantic ripping that caused him to smack me in the face.  After asking him what he was doing he turned to me and said "There is a dead bird in our bed! Hurry help me get it out!"  This time I was a little annoyed because I got to bed really late and had a long busy day ahead of me so I was not in the mood to be awake.  I rudely told him that there wasn't a dead bird in our bed and to go back to sleep.  He got SO angry with me and couldn't believe that I wouldn't help him find the bird.  After arguing back and forth he got out of bed walked to the door and said "I hope the dead bird eats you!" and slammed the bedroom door.  I laughed to myself and then fell back asleep.  A few hours later I woke up and noticed that Tyler was still gone.  I got a little worried because I've heard sleepwalkers can actually leave the house and it can get dangerous so I went outside our bedroom to check and see where he was.  I found him out on the couch sleeping.  I woke him up to tell him to come to bed and he yelled at me saying that I needed to go away because he was mad at me.  I was curious if he actually remembered what had happened earlier subconsciously so I asked him why he was mad at me.  He replied "You hid my XBOX and I can't find it!"  I pointed to the xbox by the tv and said "Tyler it's right here!"  He then said "That is the fake xbox!  Where is the real one?"  I started laughing and just decided to go to bed.  About 10 minutes later he comes into the bedroom completely awake and asked me why he was out on the couch!  If only I had a nightvision camera so I could video tape him.

Research

Another night I woke up to Tyler screaming "WE'RE GONNA DIE!"  I have learned over time that if I respond to him and ask him questions it is much more amusing.  So I asked Tyler why we are going to die and he responded "I don't know I just know we are going to die if I don't do something to stop it!"  So he then gets out of bed and grabs his laptop that is on his nightstand and begins typing really fast.  I asked him what he was doing on his taptop and he responded very matter of factly "RESEARCH!"  After a few minutes of watching him type and got out of bed so I could see what he was doing on the computer.  When I looked at the screen it was still on the back screen.  He wasn't even doing anything!  After seeing that I started laughing out loud which frustrated Tyler.  He kept screaming at me saying "I can't believe that you aren't doing anything! We are going to die!"  Finally after I calmed down and stopped laughing he turned to me and said "well I'm not going to die, but you are.  I did my research!"  That got me laughing again which always frustrates him when he is talking in his sleep.  After a lot of yelling at me he finally got out of bed and screamed "We're going to fu***** die" grabbed the computer and began typing again.  After a few minutes of typing the light finally woke him up and he was so confused and asked me why he was on his computer.  I can't believe he has no idea what he is doing.  That is the only time I have heard him say the F word.  He definitely has a potty mouth while he is sleeping.  

So as you can see Tyler is pretty amusing while he is sleeping.  He hates it, but I honestly LOVE it!