I was preparing dinner one evening, – boiling a pot of potatoes to be exact – when Kerrianne came over and peered over the stove to see what I was up to.
“Oh look!” she cried excitedly “Onions!”
“No Kerrianne,” I corrected her, “Those are potatoes.” I couldn’t let her grow up ignorant concerning the difference between potatoes and onions now, could I? 
All two-year-olds should know such things.
Kerrianne gave a quick “oooh!”, then scurried off into the living room. For the moment, I thought nothing of our little conversation…until later.
Fast forward to that night: Everyone in the household are in bed…the Willi children warm and cozy on their bunks, all fast asleep – all except one, that is.
Walter tossed and turned in his bunk. (poor guy couldn’t get to sleep I suppose) The room was completely dark and silent around him, and then suddenly he heard a voice from the other bunk;
“No Kerrianne, those are potatoes.”
Walter raised his eyebrows; was that Kasie’s voice? “Kasie,” he called softly, trying not to wake the others, “Were you sleep talking?”
I sat up in bed, my own voice having disturbed my slumber. “What?” I asked groggily.
“You just spoke in your sleep!”
Now I was getting a little excited – I haven’t talked in my sleep for ages! “What did I say?”
“‘No Kerrianne, those are potatoes.’”
I giggled, and told Walter what I had dreamt prior to my sleep talking. “I was preparing dinner – boiling a pot of potatoes to be exact – when Kerrianne peered over the stove…”
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Talk about weird! I dreamed exactly what had taken place that very day, and then repeated what I had told Kerrianne…in my sleep! That’s a bit creepy when you think about it. 
Weirdness. Complete weirdness. Has this ever happened to anybody else?
-Kasie
P.S. Yes, for those who were unaware of this, I have been known among my family as the only one to sleep talk. I’ve never had anything as zany as this happen to me before though!
