The funny thing is, I remember this. I remember, at the time, believing that Kittyboy was up, out of his room, and I don't know what he was doing, but I guess he wouldn't go back to his room or something ("help me contain..."). I remember turning around after Husband told me Kittyboy was still in bed asleep, not seeing him (KB) behind me, and thinking, "Oh, okay, he's not up after all" and then going to bed. This morning, I thought maybe I'd dreamed the whole thing, because by definition, somnambulism is not remembered, so I asked if I'd done anything weird during the night, and Husband recounted exactly what I remembered happening. I've done this before, woken up in the middle of the night and tried to get Husband up to help me with Kittyboy, only to be told the boy's still asleep in bed. I've just never gotten up and done stuff before. Each time, I'm convinced the boy's up. At least once, I've argued with Husband over whether that's true ("No he's not asleep - are you sure? He's not up?"). And each time, when I look around to find Kittyboy, I realize he's not there, he really is asleep, and then I go back to bed.
But I seem to be conscious while it's happening. And I remember it when I wake up. So I'm awake... but I'm dreaming.
How weird is that!