Sleep Talking

Basia came to our bed this morning at 4:50. She said she couldn't sleep in her room because Josh kept talking in his sleep. Josh is her imaginary friend. We were a bit worried for Josh's health on Friday night because, apparently, he swallowed a goat head (the pointy sticker, not part of the animal), but his mom was in California and couldn't take him to the doctor so he could pull it out with a tweezers. I recently read that often kids invent imaginary friends to make their lives more exciting. I think Josh is fulfilling his purpose, but he really needs to stop talking in his sleep.