Last night around 9:30, I went into Bean's room to check on her before tucking myself in. Bean's eyes weren't closed like they were supposed to be. Instead, they were as wide as little saucers and she very quietly said to me,
"Mommy... it went away." Her face looked so very sad and I still couldn't figure out what she was talking about so I asked her to say it again.
"It went away. My dream went away!"
I asked her what she was dreaming about.
"I dreamed I was a cooker in a big kitchen and then... it went away!"
She was really bummed. Like, almost in tears bummed. So I told her that if she closed her eyes and thought about being a "cooker" again, the dream would probably come back.
Worked like a charm. She giggled, closed her eyes, and went right back to sleep.
I like cuteness before I go to sleep. Makes my dreams that much sweeter, too.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
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That's beautiful.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite things ever is catching Christopher in that almost-asleep place. He's so cute and smiley and wonderful.
Last night he cried out for Matthew because he was having a dream about enemies all over the country and trying to get in his window. This morning he told me that a giant robot grabbed his neck two times. The imagination on that child... whew!