Sleep. What's that?

As you can see by the post time its late. Every night I am woken up by someone. There is always a midnight wish. A drink, a scared boy, a baby needing a bottle, someone needing a snuggle. Well Joe has recently taken up sleepwalking. Its not really funny that he sleepwalks because it could be dangerous. I have started locking the gate at the top of the stairs so he doesn't fall down. What I find funny is what he comes to wake me up for in the middle of the night. Read on and you'll read about his sleepwalking adventure in the hotel. But here are a few from the last couple nights.

He woke me up to let me know that things are not always as big as they appear.

He woke me up to tell me that he wants to keep a mustache and a bead for football.

It never makes any sense. He never remembers the next morning. In fact he thinks I am making it all up.

So what causes sleepwalking?