Today I went to change his sheet and pillowcase and while pulling off the blankets, I , uh realized that I didn't want him using my blankets anymore!
I understand " wet dreams" and all and I understand how soft my blankets are from years of washing. But EWW!
I slept with these blanket since age seven!
I called my mom and quickly explained the problem.
She said she happened to a homemade quilt that no one in the family made and she'd send it.
I had already changed the whole bed with "extra " blankets I keep for guests.
I knock , opened his door, did not make eye contact and as fast as could speak it I said
"Hey listen, I know it's normal for you to have certain kinds of dreams, wet dreams or whatever but I don't want evidence on my childhood blankets. Nana is sending you your own to use from now on and I expect your underwear to be changed ever morning as well okay?"
I look up and I swear he was laughing his ass off! Here I was trying to not embarrass HIM and he was LOVING THE FACT that I was having an "ick" moment!