Every morning we like to talk about dreams. Most mornings Meredith reports on her scary dreams and Noah sits pretty quietly. Last night Meredith and her little friend Grace had a sleepover at Mimi's. Then bright and early this morning I dropped Noah off at Mimi's to go sit with my friend while my goddaughter got tubes.
When the girls awoke at Mimi's they were telling Mimi about their dreams. Then Noah piped up.
"Wast night I dweam I fall out my geen bed and bwoke my head. Den Dokka Hammett fix it!"
Now there is a mighty fine dream!