A nightmare

Last night Zacky woke up crying. He has what I call "night terrors." Every now and then he'll be screaming, kicking, crying and I can't hold him because it hurts! All I can do is let him lie down on the carpet and do his kicking and screaming. Sometimes it lasts an hour. He's not awake, but not asleep, so there's nothing I can do. And then some random thing will snap him out of it, and with a drink and a hug he's back in bed asleep.

He had a night terror last night. He didn't want anything, and was kicking and hitting so much that I had just let him work it out on the floor while I was lying on the couch trying to talk to him. After about 30 minutes, he calmed down enough to say through is sobs, "No watch anymore. No watch anymore" I repeated, "Zacky no watch anymore?" He said, "Yeah. No watch anymore." Then he walked over to the blu-ray player (in the dark), pushed the eject button and removed the disc that was in there. By the way, the TV and blu-ray were off, and hadn't been on since that afternoon. I told Zack thanks for the disc, and said, "Zacky is all done watching. Do you need a drink?" He jumped into my arms, gave me a huge hug, I gave him a drink, and he went back to bed.

At first I was stunned by this bizarre end to the night terror. And then I realized that Zack had had a scary dream, and he thought he was watching it as a movie. My boy is smart enough to know how to end a movie--just push the open button. He sure is a descriptive boy who always uses his words so get what he wants. I never would have figured that one out.