the inner you

When it's time to sleep, I have this tendency of tossing around, and if I am sleeping over at the boyfriend, I toss even more. Not meaning to wake him up, I try to minimize my moving as little as possible. But he always know, and he would getup and give me a kiss on the forehead and holds my hand and put it on his chest and goes back to sleep. The oddest thing is, when I ask him the next morning, he has no recollection of it. Isn't it werid? So he tells me it's the inner babe in him. :)