Last night as I was falling asleep I heard the shuffling of little feet on the carpet into my bedroom, I opened one eye to see who was coming to my side of the bed. It was Katrina.
She said, "mommy, I had a dream I didn't like".
I felt bad for her as usual when she has a scary dream, but unlike most times I actually asked her what it was about. This was what she told me.
"We were skiing and I had an ice cream and it started to melt and (either me or Emma, I couldn't tell) ____ took a really big bite and it crumbled all over and there was only a little tiny piece left".
I said after a second of thought and wonder. "so you are upset that someone ate all your ice cream in your dream."
"Yeah."
I let her cuddle with me for about 5 minutes so she could feel better after having such a horrific dream!
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Monday, January 7, 2008
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