Friday, April 06, 2007

I had a dream last night that I couldn't find Ben... My subconscious telling me to "Snap out of it!" Today we'll go to the farmers market. Ben can have whichever cookie he likes.

5 comments:

NotSoSage said...

Hey, I'm dropping by to pick up your instructions to pace eggs and I don't really have time to read your last post...but I can guess at the content because of this one. Nice wake-up call...

I'll be back once Easter is over.

xox

Mad Hatter said...

I dreamed the other night that Miss M fell off a ladder and was lying lifeless, unbreathing, at the bottom. My breaths are still shallow 3 days later and I am following her too closely each time she climbs the stairs.

sober briquette said...

I keep getting jarred awake and forgetting my dreams, but Fiona was talking in her sleep the other night.

"NAPKIN!"

Huh? Whaa?

(Yes, you found me at my new locale. Just getting started. Thanks for dropping by.)

theflyingmum said...

De, Ben is talking in his sleep lately too. My husband has talked in his sleep ever since I've known him (and probably long before...) but as far as I know, I don't. I wonder if it's hereditary. Oh, well, at least Fiona has good manners and uses her napkin in her dreams!
PS, I liked the child blowing bubbles blog-ID logo, are you keeping it or just testing it out?

jen said...

amen. i so know what you mean here. the terror. the reprieve.