I don't know, I'm sleeping. My sister used to walk in her sleep. We would find her in the garage in the middle of the night an stuff. There was one time when she got out of bed, hugged the TV and called it "Mommy." The best was when she quacked like a duck. She got down on her knees, put her hand in her underams, flapped her arms and quacked. She's grown out of it and is no longer amusing to me.