The bug guys come tomorrow to tell me if we still have bats. I know, you all wish you were me. In the meantime, our little Susie has developed night terrors and a sleepwalking habit. She will be awake and acting freaked out and crying out in fear and she doesn't recognize us.
Remember that scene in It's A Wonderful Life where George Bailey is in Nick's bar and he sees old Mr. Gower come in, panhandling, and he shakes him by the shoulders and says, "Mr. Gower! Mr. Gower! Don't you recognize me?" And Mr. Gower stares at him and says, "No! No!" in a freaked-out sort of way?
That is precisely what is happening here. And then Larry and I argue (every single time) over whether we should coax her to sleep or wake her up thoroughly to stop whatever is going on. But it doesn't really matter, because we can't rouse her and we can't get her right back to sleep and I lie in bed deciding that she has contracted rabies from an unnoticed bat bite and she is going to die.
We don't know what to do about this. Brian sleepwalks from time to time, but he is very cheerful about it and is easy to lead back to bed. Of course, there was that noteworthy incident last May when Larry and I, woken up by someone knocking on our motel room door in Georgia, realized that Brian had wandered outside in his sleep while we snoozed. I think that was the night before Rachel had croup and a raging fever that made her throw up at 2 AM.
Vacations never seem to be very restful for us.
Anyhow, any sleepwalking/night terrors advice out there? I mean, other than barricading the front and back doors at night - we've pretty much got that part down.