Sleepwalking

Last night Matthew scared me to death when he walked into the living room at 9:00. He couldn't tell me who he was nor did he know who I was. His eyes were dilated and he was not responding to my questions with coherent answers. We have dealt with night terrors, but we have never seen this calm but uncommunicative behavior. After a little while he seemed to come around and was able to talk to me and go on back to bed. I, on the other hand, was totally freaked out about it. Tim came home after class and told me he used to do the same thing to his parents. Hopefully Matthew will grow out of it as his Daddy did. I just hope next time his Dad is around to experience the weirdness.