Perchance to sleep(walk)

Imagine you are sleeping peacefully when suddenly your husband flings the covers off (of him and you) and sits up in bed. You pull the covers back up, but he gets out of bed and goes into the front room. Thinking about how odd that was, you fall back asleep... and wake up when your husband returns and says, "I thought someone had booby-trapped the bed."
This is the story of my night last night. That's right, folks, Kyler was sleeping-walking again! Apparently our bed was booby-trapped, hence why he flung off the covers. And since he couldn't fix the booby-trap, he left the bed (abandoning me to the evil bed of death) and went out into the front room. There he woke up a little freaked out by the booby-trapping incident and subsequently stayed out there until he calmed down, of course giving me enough time to fall back asleep so he could wake me up again upon his return.
He also started snoring while he was falling back asleep. The bum.

Kyler wasn't the only one trying to interfere with my sleep last night: as I was trying to fall asleep, lying on my right side, little Melon kept kicking me on that right side. The movement continued pretty consistently for a few minutes, making it difficult to fall asleep, so I decided to roll over and lie on my left side. Maybe I was "squishing" her, and that's why Melon was moving so much. Yeah, apparently not, since almost as soon as I turned over, she started kicking me on that side, instead.
Silly girl. At least it doesn't hurt (yet?).