I was feeding the baby in our bed, but having trouble staying awake. I handed Levi over to Herb, who then laid the baby in between us on the bed. Just as Herb put Levi down, he started saying in a panicked voice, "Where is he? I just laid him here!! I can't find him!! Where's the baby?!" And he threw pillows and blankets all over the bed.
Completely alarmed and fully awake, I sat up straight and said, "I just handed him to you. What did you do?"
I jumped up, grabbed my robe, and high-tailed it to the nursery.
Peacefully, Levi laid on his back with his hand thrown in the hair and his knees hugged to his chest. He had been asleep, in his crib the whole time.
This my friends, is what happens to me and Herb. We are so connected that we even have nightmares in sync. Herb said when I was halfway down the hallway, he realized we had both been dreaming.
This happened two nights ago, and we're still laughing! And to make it even funnier, the last night, Herb had the same nightmare/sleep talking 3 more times, complete with tossing pillows off the bed. I think he's taking this "dad thing" pretty seriously.