Sleepwalking is a messy business

Some time ago I wrote about Grace sleepwalking and nearly weeing in the fire place… on the weekend, it was Jed’s turn.

He was having a midday nap on the lounge room floor (I leave ‘em where they fall) so decided I’d lie in bed and watch some of the cricket. About half an hour later, Jed walks to his bedroom door (I can see him from the comfort of my bed), pulls out his willy and weed straight onto his carpet.

“HEY, HEY, HEY…” I screamed… Jed then woke up from his slumber, went to the toilet and finished the job.